- Their phone book is alphabetical by first name. Because people traditionally take on their mother or father's first name plus "döttir" for daughters, or "son" for sons (I would be Christin Garysdöttir) for a surname, thus rendering their last names kind of slippery, it's just easier to look them up by first name. Likewise, professors are referred to by their first name. Which seems very California to me.
- NASA used to conduct lunar training there, since it has terrain that is not dissimilar to the moon. Oh my gosh you guys, I'm going to the moon!
- The population is only 310,000. The literacy rate is 100%. In the 1960s, there were 40 bookshops in the capital. They have virtually no pollution because of their wealth of geothermal resources for powering the country. They have hot springs, glaciers, and sand dunes (doesn't that sound like an episode of Lost?). Police don't carry guns because the crime rate is so low. Once a year, those in parliamentary must speak entirely in rhyme. There are no ruins. The Mid-Atlantic Ridge runs right through the middle, so technically it is split into two continents.
Day Six: Ekra Cottage/ Lagarfljótsvirkjun to Höfn
This day was all about epic scenery. Kilometer after kilometer of stunning beauty. The ever-shifting sweeping views afforded us herds of wild reindeer, giant snowy fjords, a mossy valley, snow blowing across the road like dry ice, lava rock, waterfalls. It was a total feast.
Our halfway point was Djúpivogur which houses a collection of giant roadside marble eggs, each one fashioned after a particular type of bird's egg.
We arrived in Höfn and checked out the harbor and the free museum (a welcome respite from the windy harbor) before checking into our guesthouse. Which we had all to ourselves. We made one last meal of fusilli and bell pepper (fusilli meal #4 for the trip for those keeping track - I'll be taking a good long break from fusilli now) and read. I found a left-behind copy of The Silence of the Sea by Yrsa Sigurðar…