Tuesday, December 21: More Reykjavík and Flying Home

On Tuesday morning, we wanted to walk around the city some more, but it was also checkout day. Dave called to get us a late checkout (noon) so we could leave our bags in the room instead of in the not-really-locking rental car (which still smelled like burning rubber). We ate leftovers for breakfast: pizza, pasta, and sweet potato fries. We walked back down toward the water, seeing a few repeats and a few new things.

Here’s a video showing the whole body of this snake painted on the street.

This is the Sheep-Cote Clod. Watch him shuffle!

Dave and I really enjoyed learning a few Icelandic letters and seeing them on signs everywhere we went: æ, Þ, and ð were favorites. We learned that “vík” means “inlet,” and many streets ended with “ðustígur.”

We stopped at this café for our morning coffee, though it freaked Phoebe out. The inside was FULL of tchotchkes.

We didn’t drink glögg in the morning, but many cafés in town served it.

This photo is for my mom: that looks like an amazingly warm wrap, and it even has a pocket!

This photo is for the Otts, who love Disney.

I’m not sure we’re cool enough for the punk museum, but it’s good to know there is one.

Click for a video of Sadsack.

Dave took this photo of the tiny Zamboni that cleans up the ice for little kids to skate downtown.

We popped back into Hallgrimskirkja, where they were rehearsin g for a concert.

And then it was time to go. We loaded up the car for the drive back to Keflavík. I think we were all glad to be headed home, but I’d love to come back—maybe twice. Once in summer to see the puffins, and once in winter to see the Northern Lights. Whales would be cool too…