Takk, Island. (Thanks, Iceland)

 Fun last day in Iceland. First stop was Viking World Museum.  It was pretty interesting.  We got there early, and they let us in anyway.  

Next, lunch at a nice restaurant, then a visit to the Blue Lagoon.  It was $$, but I loved it.  Geothermal pool, silica masks, and a great story teller that was young, cute, and funny.  Yes, John even had a face mask.  We didn’t take my phone or camera inside, since the minerals in the water could wreck havoc, but I took a few pictures outside.  The weather was sunny, but cold and very windy again, so it was great being in the nice warm water.

We drove around the south coast of the peninsula, and up the west side, seeing lots of lighthouses, and stopped at the southern end of the fissure.  There is a bridge, so we stood in Europe, and 30 second later stood in North America.  John mentioned it wasn’t as thrilling as standing on the prime meridian in Greenwich, England.  I’d have to agree.

Bridge over America

However, it was interesting, and we saw lots of other unique things

Old sod house

Further up the coast, a movie crew was working.

Don’t know why this was out of order, same sod location.

Again, out of order.  Inside of sod house 

 There were about 5 or 6 additional lighthouses, but no where to pull off.  I would have had John take pics while I drove, but I get a lot of pictures of the side mirror on the car that way (sorry, John)

I don’t know how they can stand it. It was sooo windy and cold!

Finally, our hotel for the last night, with an ocean view.  Dinner right by the lighthouses (2 of them) .

View from our room

No whales, but fleas.

 Today, we skipped our B&B breakfast in Kirkjubaejarklaustur (I spelled it correctly this time) and hit the road back to Reykjavik.  If conditions were favorable, we were going to see some whales today.  We would have made it to the pier with about 45 minutes to spare. But we called from the road, and it was again cancelled because of high winds.  I know they weren’t trying to keep me off the boat, because  it was hard to keep the car on the road.  

So, here are some pictures of our return to Reykjavik.  

Tiny little house at the bottom 

If you speed, you get a mad face.  I got a happy face a couple of times, though.

I just realized I should have put some blurred shots here, because I was driving so fast.

There is a weekend indoor flea market near the harbor, so we went there instead.  Love junkin’.  Only things we bought were some things made with lava.  

Lisa, I found these.  They are holding them for you.

Kinky Bookt

More kinky boots

Drove to our same guesthouse as before, and parked, and walked to the touristy street that everyone hangs out at.  Ate at a fish and chips place, walked around, got some pastries for the morning, hit a couple of souvenir shops (they have signs like our Rt 66 signs but say Rt 1–their ring road around Iceland).

I thought these were great

Cork project

 Rainbow street

We should have these available everywhere.

John’s plokkari

 I think he was Romanian, judging from his music

On garage of sushi restaurant

I think this guy froze to death

I love the colors on the buildings, the art work, the very fun vibe here.

On the walk back to our digs, we took pictures of some of the embassies on our street.  Some are marked, some are a little more “unlisted”.  John would love an ambassadorship here.  He’s really loving this city.  

Gee, I wonder who this one belongs to.

German Embassy

British Embassy

JCI  (Junior Chamber Iceland) House (?)

By the way, the hot water in Reykjavik smells strongly of sulfur.  Other places didn’t.  Cold water is fine.  But then, most of the hot water is supplied from geothermal pools.   

A lady asked us if we felt the earthquake today, 4.3, yesterday afternoon.  But we were about 260 km away.  And I heard the volcano has stopped spewing.  We are missing all the fun!!

Our room is different this time, a little bigger.

Easy check in—notes on the door explaining  our rooms and keys are in the door.  

Good night!