Friday, October 14, 2016

The People Leave The U.K. And Go To Iceland

Janet says they had a nice last day.  They took their time driving from Kintbury to Heathrow, via Henley on Thames so they could have lunch at one of their favourites:  Crooked Billet.
They were too stupid to know to suck up the beautiful blue sky.

 Bye, Bye U.K.


Then they landed in Iceland:

Phil wanted to call it a day right then and there,  but you know Trooper Janet with her inner sense of adventure!  They overnighted at a hotel you could walk to from the airport.  They were walking with sheets of rain and gale force winds.  It may as well have been 100 miles.

The next day, they drove to Snaefellsnes Peninsula.  They couldn't get the GPS to work wanted to try navigating the old fashioned way with a paper (!) map.  Guess how that went?  Oddly enough, given the situation, the super bad language was pretty tame.

The drive....just as the photo above with the exception of going through a 6km tunnel.  Janet hates tunnels, but at least the wind wasn't trying to drive the car off the road.
They stayed in a really cute hotel that was once the house on a wealthy man.  Only 10 rooms and they were pretty compact.




The young man who worked at the hotel suggested the restaurant right across the road for their Blue Mussels.  Janet and Phil said they were delicious.
 The view of the harbour across the road from the hotel.



The name of this village was Stykkisholmur (got it?).  They opted not to have the hotels breakfast at an eye-watering price of $29 CAD each person.  Instead, they walked to the local bakery and had this little platter with two lattes for a much (!) more reasonable $20 for the two of them.
The bakery had a couple of cute signs, which helped detract from how much money a muffin cost.
Thus far, it appears the only major grocery store chain in Iceland is Bonus.  Janet loved their yellow carts.
For a very reasonable 1979ISK ($22 CAD) a guy could pick up .265kg of bacon.  It could be this is a superior type of bacon, but as all the writing was in Icelandic and Janet had no clue what it said.
The one on the right was less money, but Janet can't remember the weight.
In this village, there was a very large church.  No cross, no signage, very unusual and wasn't open.








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