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Managisting Gisthus is architecturally majestic, yet its accommodations are hostel-grade minimal and its facilities could scarcely be more stark, and the cost of a shoebox in the basement, without towels or any general provisions, was $150, or 150,000 ISK. I recommend looking for a campsite instead.
Isafjordur, Westfjords.
Isafjordur is a surprisingly industrial town - hardly a 'quaint' village. There are a lot of large buildings, warehouses, odd landmarks. It is not a sensational destination, full of dazzling delights, but rather a placid, solemn northerly muncipality with more buildings than people.
Isafjordur shanty.
Isafjordur shanty.
An old police car in Isafjordur.
If you travel to the Westfjords, remember to be ever-vigilant of the sheep. Last June (2016), 44 sheep found dead, killed by motor vehicles. They are great little guys and weirdly intelligent. Please be careful.
If you travel to the Westfjords, remember to be ever-vigilant of the sheep. Last June (2016), 44 sheep found dead, killed by motor vehicles, although I'm pleased to note that we did not encounter any dead sheep on our travels and instead found them all alive, usually doing this.
The bridge from which this was shot spans a tributary of Stíflisdalsvatn lake. This fine little Volkswagen Golf (2016) was still sullied with volcano dust the rain had yet to wash away.
We camped, perhaps illicitly, under this bridge. It didn't appear to be anyone's property, since there were pull offs and no fences, but it was difficult to say for sure. The bridge spanned a tributary of Stíflisdalsvatn lake. Snow-capped, Stóra Sauðafell hill looms beyond.
Visitor center window selfie at Thingvellir.
A delicious apple, consumed just prior to shooting a few geysers and hotsprings
South Iceland, Route 1.
Seaside bluebell, Mertensia maritima, on the beach near Olfusa estuary, Iceland.
Sometimes the bird wins. Sometimes the crab wins.
Iceland is not a place that seems to embrace mind-altering substances. Coffee is expensive and mediocre, pot is still illegal (and expensive, if you wondered) and alcohol is a managed/distributed exclusively by the government at a hefty sum. The one thing there are plenty of? Cigarettes! AKA "The Safest Stimulant of All!" (Anyway, it's alright. Take a deep asthmatic breath outside of the city limits. Go hike through the mountains alone with just the frigidity of glacial air and the coldness of sobriety for company. You need no other escape. Think of it as an extremely lucid vision quest.)
Arts & Crafts (mostly crafts) gallery in Keflavik, Iceland.
Bonus in Selfoss, Iceland's Medford. This Bonus was like a K-Mart, and it was attached to a separate Abercrombie-like store. Unlike most of Iceland (outside of Reykjavik), it was full of legit corporate brands - Disney, Barbie, etc.
One of just a few shops past security at KEF, Keflavik International Airport sells little handpainted Icelandic birds whittled by Jon Olafsson. Sweet art situated between to a Mustangs Running decorative pillow and a horrifyingly real fox pelt begs the question, "What's a bird like you doing in a place like this?"
One of just a few shops past security at KEF, Keflavik International Airport. Predictably, it was full of overpriced trinkets, some of which were interesting. Less predictably and thoroughly tastelessly, they were also selling fox pelts, as though it were just another tourist gimmick. I didn't take a picture, since I was too busy vomitting in rage, but I did take this picture beforehand - look! Here are some nice sustainable, woolly figurines...adorned in the shorn locks of smiley, frolicking Icelandic sheep.