Before the rain started, we hit the big tourist sites. The church, Hallgrimskirkja, while impressive on the outside, was nothing special on the inside after last year’s trip to La Sagrada Familia. The wind here was no joke - brutally cold - but later died down once the rain started. The statue pays homage to Leif Erickson, the Icelandic explorer that set foot on America before Columbus.
Next up was the statue on the water called The Sun Voyager. It represents progress and hope according to the guide books. I’d need all of the reminders of hope i could get if I lived here come winter time.
These yellow lighthouses dot the coastline.
Because of the wind, Keagan needed a hat, so we stopped into the National Hand Knitting Association in hopes of finding something warm.
Our house was still not ready for check in, so we headed to the popular pedestrian area, Laugavegur, to window shop and salivate over fresh pastries.
Rainbow street gave another view of the cathedral.
Remember when house rentals were actually homes of families? Well this trip we reserved a place that a young mother rents out for extra cash. I’m staying in the boy’s room complete with dinosaurs and comic books. The house is so charming.
Mob Boss here found an old radio in the window and spent a good half hour turning the knob to find different stations. He settled on jazz until the daily news report began with a story of Israel. He was fascinated with some of the house’s unusual pieces.
After an afternoon nap, we attended a lava show, a unique experience where we learned all things about molten rock. It was actually very interesting - as much as hot rocks can be interesting anyway.
For dinner we had fresh fish. My polkarri stew - fish and potatoes - was divine.
It’s 10:11, we are ready for bed, and the sun is still out. It won’t set until after midnight. We are so tired, we won’t be bothered by it a bit.
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