Epic Iceland 2015, Day 8 – Wednesday, July 29th

Day 8 pics here.


Last day for this tour. Departure is 8:15 with breakfast starting at 7:30. True to form, I was showered, dressed, and packed by quarter to seven because I’m up at 6:13 every day. [Don’t judge me.]

Stops today are at Erick the Red’s house / birthplace of Leif Eriksson, a farm for ice cream, Grabok Crater, then Reykjavik. Tomorrow’s “arrival” day for the next tour, so basically a free day. Maybe I’ll go check out that Viking photo place. Possibly sleep in.

These things always start slow, but by the end time flies—blink and you’ll miss it. Wonder how big the net group will be. Doubt I’ll be so lucky as to land another small group like this. Spoiled. 🙂

It’s also taken me way too long to figure out why my one pair of pants are so big. Because they are. The super light color pair that are identical are a size smaller [got them for the last trip when I was still a size sixish and they were big then, fit perfect now]. Idiot.

Also have a slight sore throat. The one-sided kind that means one of my tonsils are inflamed. Not shocked.

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Eriksstadir very worthwhile. Even with all the bugs. Excellent presenter/guide. But OMG the bugs.

Also stopped by horses before. Maybe twenty or so came up to the fence to visit us. OMG the bugs, though. [Seriously, the motherfucking bugs. Steph, think Dara and the midges in Scotland.]

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Erpsstadir Dairy Farm is definitely a must see/visit. I’m a city girl but have farming roots [a couple generations back]. Fascinating. Met the farmer and learned about the history of the farm and how it’s evoloved. The robotic milking machine was pretty epic. The ice cream (I had blueberry) is probably the best I’ve ever had [anywhere, ever]. Good thing I’d don’t live nearby. Ice cream, cheese, skyr…yum. Lamb (named Snow White) came up to check us all out. And a fat, white cat with spots/patches was snoozing on a picnic bench. Even in the light rain. [Yeah, it finally rained today. Still a fair bit of sun, but the first “typical” day since I arrived.]

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Stopped at café next to Grabok crater. The soup was meh, basically broth. Knew I should’ve gone with the homemade pasta. Next up Grabok, then the yarn store, then Reykjavik.

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Yeah, still out of shape. Oy. That climb up Grabok about did me in. Again.

Next up, Glanni falls.

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Glanni, nice falls just over from Grabok, off the beaten path [next to golf course with parrot at the pro shop]. Kind of wish the group had been up for staying just a bit longer.

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Forgot to mention I hat Sutur Imperial Stout with dinner last night. Good, but at 12%…the edges were really soft last night.

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Stopped for a quick break in Borgarnes, then on to Alafoss, the wool store. Picked up two skeins of yarn…and a zip-up Icelandic sweater.

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Got dropped off at my hotel (Cabin Hotel) and said goodbye to my guide and group. The next tour has a tough act to follow.

My room has a view of the harbor and is in the deluxe part of the hotel. There are three twin beds and a tub shower [yay for no more barked elbows]. There is, however, again no room wifi. It looks like the lobby has some but ugh. Oh well. Gets me out, right? I’m here today and tomorrow and meet up with the group Friday morning.

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Walked along the street until I hit an ATM (where I did my good deed for the day and flagged down a guy who forgot his card). Then I noticed a Hamborgarafabrikan across the street. Shut up. Ordered the No. 2 Lamb Burger with just cheese and Bernaise sauce [which I liked, so please don’t tell me it has something gross in it], and Japanese chili mayo for the fries. Einstok Pale Ale for drink. Guess what my table number is? No. 13. I’m taking it as a good sign. My mood was a bit ugh, so food is a great ideal. Will verify that the lobby has wifi when I get back, so I can keep the blog current.

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Food was excellent. With super quick service. Ordered skyr cake for dessert. The beer was definitely worth a try.

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Okay, the cake? OMFG. Worth it to come here for that alone. [Like cheese cake, but with skyr.]

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No dice with the wifi. Sigh. Tomorrow I go hunting. At least I have a tiny data plan for incidentials. Heard back from my travel agent; she’s reworking my end of trip. [Really hope that hotel has wifi.]

Wifi, wifi. Where’s my wifi. Wifi gods, why have you forsaken me?

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