There are some days when I get ready to write and think, “Well I didn’t do anything that exciting”. I did this a lot in Italy, Florence in particular. We stayed there for an entire month and I didn’t want to bore people with “I went on a walk” or “I got lunch at the Oil Shop”. But as mundane as those things seem to me, they are still things I did.
Here is what I did yesterday.
We said goodbye to our host and made our way to Arlanda Airport. Easy check-in, uneventful flight.
Everything ran on time…with no complications. I know, I should just be grateful. But it’s starting to get a little spooky.
We took some local advice and bought beer at the airport duty free store. Apparently it’s something everybody’s been doing forever, as beer was banned in Iceland until 1989. But now they brew some of the best in the world. Do yourself a favor and pick up a 6-pack before catching your bus.
Anyway, we opted to take the Gray Line bus from Keflavik to Reykjavik city center. Under $40 round trip, which is probably the cheapest you’ll find. Unless you can figure out the city busses. But we’ll get to that on tomorrow’s post.
Once we got settled in our Airbnb, we set out in search of food. Again, set filters for “cheap” and go with it. Now beware, cheap in Iceland is anything under $20 and God bless you if you find anything under $15.
There’s a little upstairs bar on Laugaveur (one of the main streets) called Svarta Kaffid that serves soup in bread bowls for around $18.
Yeah yeah yeah you could get the same thing in the US for less than half that price. But listen, the food is good, the atmosphere is nice, and it’s filling. So filling, in fact, that I wasn’t hungry for the rest of the day.
And just a block or two away is the Sun Viking!
Up the street from that?
By then it was getting pretty late, though you wouldn’t know it with the sun still high in the sky. So we went back to the house for our dinner of champions.