View from our walk home

Just above our hotel is Iceland’s first park designed by the country’s first landscape architect in the 1950s. We are headed back tomorrow before our flight home to visit the museum next to the church.

The landscape was a delightful walk home after a traditional Icelandic dinner.

We ate dinner at a family style restaurant. Most notably, my french onion soup reminded me of a barbecue sauce. The bread had an interesting lemon flavor. My entree of tuna and wasabi mashed potatoes was delicious but massive. I tried to come up with a theory related to the size of drinks and food consumed, but I couldn’t.