Monday, September 30, 2013

on culture, tied up guys and towels

i woke up extremely early on day 9, and left the room for the shower,  sec later realising i forgot something other then my room key... i came back, too late, this places uses key fobs - since it was way early i didn't want to wake everyone up, next to the room in the hallway was a little alcove- a strange leisure corner with a heater on the other side, so i took an early morning nap. i took Shay's blanket as mine was sulphur stinky from the volcano. mean while shay woke up and waited for me in the room, then got upset and took Amit's towel , missing me sleeping right next to the door like a bum.
 
after this fine morning nap and the shower we went for a hostel  breakfast, lucky i had some great granola with me that completed this mediocre breakfast.
from here we begun exploring this cute little city. the main drag has many shops, spent a bunch of time at the souvenir shop with no real luck, from there we walked to the botanical gardens, seeing many beautiful flowers and continued to the best ice cream place in Iceland. morning and ice cream is an unusual combination even for me, but were here only once, this is a soft serve place locally made, so i try the chocolate and... well its not real good :( i don't even finish. not sure why this place is known, we keep walking the city and visit several cute shops, we pass by large troll statues and take photos, the trolls don't really mind, a nice building sized wall mural catches my eye, a move my camera that was when a truck driver passes by and shouts that it is OK for us to take his picture, funny guy, but i do take his photo.
 
outside a sub way, there is a guy tied to a wall post, we are not sure if he is demonstrating or what but we keep our distance. a few minute later a van passes and some guys come out, free the guy and make him sing to strangers at the subway. this is some sort of game for the guys marriage- i wish i knew what else he was made to do.
 
we leave the town shortly after and begin the long drive to Reykjavik. it takes 5-6 hours including many view points stops, and other more utilitarian stops, including a hot dog stop, at this point the rest try the hot dog i keep talking about the whole trip (none have tried so  far) and they love it...told them so
 
 on the way, we see swans, ducks, lots of green hills, farms , valleys and fjords, we passed a long tunnel and some areas with fog the prevent us from doing little hiking.
we reach a chaotic capital. little did we know that this was culture day. in culture day all Icelandic artist have street display, people open their homes and all Icelanders walk the street and have fun, the problem is that the roads are all closed, we barely find a place to park and walk for a while till the hotel. we then hit the town. its a bit late
most activities are over but we do visit a few shops, enjoy a meal and walk around with thousands of Icelanders all having fun. live music is everywhere, the central stage is packed , and there are a bunch of smaller stages and dance areas all full of music. its raining, but these people don't care, culture day is only one a year.
 
at one point we say goodbye as mom and moti depart for the airport and we continue to enjoy the night life which ends in a firework display.
 
a few minutes later our day 9 ends, last night for us as well here,

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