Having slept well, we rose to foggy skies, dashing our hopes for nice morning views of the nearby mountains. This kind of weather was what we’d come to expect in Iceland - rain, fog, overcast, perpetual light, with occasional sunbreaks. It felt very familiar coming from the Pacific Northwest. It was time for breakfast! Dinner for breakfast! Specifically, Icelandic Frozen Dinner for breakfast! As we had eaten “lunch” the day before at 4:30pm, aware only of our stomachs and not the time, when it came time for dinner, surprisingly, we weren't that hungry for the frozen dinners we'd purchased in…
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We stumbled into the breakfast buffet at Fossatun groggy from our midge disturbed sleep. Other than @mini.turbodb, who slept soundly while the little critters munched on her skin, Dan (sweltering under a sheet in the cabin) and I (in the car, trying to escape the bugs) barely slept at all. Where we’d been alone at dinner, breakfast was full of European tourists, mostly Germans, which was change of pace from the other places we’d been in Iceland which seemed to have few Europeans. Breakfast was a delight - the best breakfast of the trip. Breakfast at Fossatun also included two…
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