Wednesday we slept all day. We just couldn’t keep our eyes open after 9.5 hrs of sleep and bkst, and went back to bed for another 2 hrs.
Hunger for lunch got us out of bed and we got lamb soup (Julie) and mashed fish (Jaron) in the town of Arnarstapi (meaning Eagle’s Cliffs).
We also got an oat cake with rhubarb jelly called Marital Bliss. In case you were looking for the recipe, here it is.
We finally got our act together and made our way to a visitor’s center for Snæfellsnes National Park, which was established in 2001. On the way, Julie was reading the travel book and realized that Snæfellsjökull, the glacier we are going to summit tomorrow, is the entry point for the expedition in Jules Verne’s novel Journey to the Center of the Earth. So it seemed reasonable to pick up a copy of that and a coffee table book about Snæfellsjökull.
Julie looked up how to turn off driver’s assistance on our rental car so the drive today was much more pleasant without incessant noises. Unfortunately, they all turn back on every time the car starts up, but at least we know how to turn them off now.
We dubbed one of the driver assistance features the fun alarm which went off every time Jaron did a power slide on a twisty gravel road.
The visitor center tipped us off to some places we would not have otherwise known about, like Skarðsvík Beach.
Another was the Svörtuloft lighthouse at the end of a pretty bumpy gravel road. (Not labeled as an F road.) These green badlands are a trip.
Will update with Jaron’s pictures of the hideous orange lighthouse.
We also got to see the ruins of this well. We walked over to this little stone structure and then Julie saw this cave and decided to go in. There wasn’t a sign or chain or anything but fortunately I noticed the wall and the water and stopped walking before I stepped in to it.
View of the well from above it.
A little crater.
Dinner was back at the hotel, and then a chill evening reading while it rained.
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