The road to get here felt like you were in the middle of no where, but it kind of made for a cool photo. As you're looking at this photo, the river that becomes the left hand side of the waterfall, is just to the right of this road. This is just to kind of give you an idea of what much of this section of the country looks like.
Next there was a small medevil settlement called Stong which consisted of a small house and Viking long-house both with sod covered roofs. The photos I'd seen made it look very cool so I really wanted to see it myself. It was disappointing to learn that the building were only open from June 1 to August 31, but it was still possible to walk around them and kind of imagine how life might have been back in those days. Here is a photo of the small home which had a semi-frozen waterfall on the cliff behind it.
After leaving Faxi Falls, we headed over to Geyser which was something I had been looking forward to seeing. From things I'd read online and photos I'd see, I had pictured it as Iceland's version of Yellowstone National Park. It sounded like it was a huge geyser ridden area with lots of mud pots, boiling springs and a bigger and better version of Old Faithful. Well, after seeing it with my own eyes, I have to say I was very disappointed as it didn't live up to any of those claims and in no way will it ever compete with the likes of Yellowstone. I was actually very surprised ... It was the first disappointment I'd had this entire trip so I really can't complain too much. I just thought I'd mention this part to any of you thinking of visiting here.... just to let you know that you can totally skip this stop and you won't be missing a thing really.
As we drove away from the falls, one thought that came to mind that left of laughing by the image the rest of the day. That thought was that if we could figure out how to bolt a few really good sails to the ground here, we could have sailed Iceland to much warmer waters. The winds would have easily moved the entire island today. Heck, as I'm sitting here in bed typing this up, I can still hear them howling away outside. It's crazy to think that's a semi-normal thing here.
Last stop was dinner at a cool restaurant and ice cream parlor that Rene had read about on a blog before the trip. We figured since that person claimed this place had the best ice cream in Iceland we just had to test it out ourselves, for scientific purposes of course. Dinner there was actually really good as was the ice cream. As for it being the best in Iceland? I don't know.... we might have to hit another couple of ice cream places on the last two days to do our own comparisons. I mean, we do have to be sure right? :)