Who would have guessed that Reykjavik would be a culinary delight? I mean, seriously; they have minimal farmland, they have to use greenhouses to grow vegetables, and they live in fear of volcanoes and earthquakes every day. But I guess all that hardship and fear has given them a lust for life that can be found in some of their food. But not in the hot dogs. I’ll get to that in a bit. Just for reference, the conversion rate when I was there was about 1,000 kroners = $8. Unsurprisingly, a lot of drinks cost 1,000 kroners. I guess they don’t like making change for drunk tourists who can’t figure out the local Monopoly money.
Category: Iceland
Iceland
I just returned from a 5 day trip to Iceland, and it was probably one of the best trips that I’ve been on. Let me first say that Iceland is not someplace that was on my bucket list. Far from it. I prefer warm climates, preferably beaches or pools with swim-up bars. Iceland is a frozen tundra of sub-freezing temperatures and fast winds that come whipping off the North Atlantic. The cold weather limits the number of trees on the island; the only native tree is some type of birch that grows to about knee-high. They’ve manually planted some pines, but they’re nowhere near the coast, so the wind comes in off of the water and smacks you in the face at full speed. Why anyone lives on this ridiculous spine-numbing island is beyond me. I know the Vikings that decided to settle in Iceland were tough, but apparently they were stupid, too. All that being said, I’m glad that someone settled here and built an airport and a nice hotel for people like me, because this was one heck of a fun trip.