Choke on that dolphin – one more post about Iceland

Gas stations are an essential part of every respectable road trip.

This is even more true in Iceland, where having three proper meals a day can easily bankrupt you and gas stations are a real life-saver.

We used to have breakfast at our hostel/hotel in the mornings and dinner in restaurants in the evenings. Everything in between was gas station food, which meant sandwiches, cookies, chips.

And flippers.

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The Icelandic grandma I’ve never had always used to say: If you can’t eat real dolphins, eat sugary ones.

I don’t know if that’s an Icelandic thing, actually, ’cause they have a lot of imported stuff from the US and that weird mix of sugar and marshmallow may very well come from America.

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It tastes awful, but still very helpful to test your gag reflex.

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We reached Jökulsárlón, a gigantic glacial lake in the south-east of the island, after a 3 hour drive from the city of Vik.

I believed that shade of blue existed only in Photoshop and in the ice-cream flavour we call Smurf.

But there it was.

Real.

Stunning.

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Exciting.

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We also got to dress up like Bruce Willis astronauts on a moon landing mission, because that’s what you need to do if you wanna do stuff in Iceland.

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Off we go to start our mission!

Looking enormous.

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Fun fact about zodiacs: they look cool in movies and totally safe when parked.

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The story changes completely while you’re on one of them with ecstatic tourists moving back and forth and huge bulks of ice standing in your way.

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You are cute, icebergs.

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But I’ve seen Titanic and know how it ends.

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Every now and then I would turn back and check if Stephen had fallen off board.

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I could barely feel my face, my nose was about to fall off and cringing to unsecured ropes required a lot of mental energy.

Still, everything looked surreal and magnificent.

Especially  this beauty.

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I remember having a remarkable tiramisu at the bar of the glaciar, once the tour was over.

Then we took off to the next hostel, not too far. There were horses and a slaughter house and a nice view from there, but all I documented was this:

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Dinner at Kaffi Hornid was perfect, except for that creepy stuffed animal glazing at our table from the distance

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Of course we ended up taking selfies with it

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