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?