To make up for the inconvenience of missing our flights and landing us in a completely different country than we were supposed to be at, Iceland Air graciously arranged dinner for us at a Thai restaurant. I didn’t care for it but my bear bud and Pokin were hungry and they went.
They gave us a voucher. It looked like this.
And our “thai” food looked like this.
Nick poked at it and we decided we’d be better off going for a walk instead. At least we found a lighthouse.
This “GIANT” 10 footer of a lighthouse probably wasn’t the best representative of Viking engineering prowess. But it’s what we’ve got. Wait do I even care about lighthouses? Or Vikings?