(Almost) to the Arctic

Enough of nature for today - it's time to head back to town. My private tour group is restored to three, after picking up two German back-packers at the exit of the Park. By now, we've reached the north coast and the Arctic ocean, along which runs the road to Húsavík. On arrival, there will be a stop for dinner at the petrol station/diner, and a brief walk around the block.

As unique as Iceland is, this part of the country does remind me of one other place - Newfoundland. Let's see what similarities I can come up with, off the top of my head:

1. Barren rock in the middle of the ocean, but very lush and green in some places (in summer, at least - I've never been to either place in winter, but I'm told that neither are as much fun when the skies go dark and the temperature drops below freezing).

On the way to Húsavík

2. Rich tradition of fishing, but quickly branching into tourism and many new, modern fields after economic recession.

Húsavík

3. Fiercely proud, sometimes quirky inhabitants, with a language/accent not spoken anywhere else.

Icelandic Phallological Museum

Case in point: If you were looking for it in Reykjavík, only to discover that it had recently relocated, the Icelandic Phallological Museum is indeed now in Húsavík.