Day 11 The Long Drive

I woke up stupid early today and enjoyed one last long stretching routine with the harbor view. This morning, we leave Klaksvik and the Faroe Islands, but first we'll do a bit of sight seeing on Vagar, the island we started on. 

We head for Gasadalur for yet more waterfall viewing, and this is the longest drive we've done, taking slightly more than an hour and a half. Google Maps helpfully offers to save us 3 minutes by rerouting us through a ~$50 toll tunnel, but I add a few stops to the route to force the software to actually use the fucking route I fucking selected. We walk out to a scenic view: 

Puffin Island off the coast

We then take a longer walk back that loops through the village before getting back in the car. 

The Drangarnir that's on basically every brochure for the country is off this island. Getting to it involves both boating and hiking so we gave it no serious consideration. Turns out it's visible from the road we're on, so we stop a few times to get different vantage points before hitting a gas station and turning in the rental car. 

In the rental car parking lot, a very helpful man that we hope actually works for Enterprise checks us in (we got the email receipt about 30 minutes later) and then we are all set to hang out in the tiny airport with all the hotdogs and coffee one could want. We are headed to Reykjvik next, which is also hotdog & coffee country, but I apparently could not wait a few hours. Faroes hotdogs are twice as long as the buns, which are hollowed in the middle, forming a pocket that's only open at one end. Sauce gets sprayed in the hole, then the dog goes in, leaving you with a hand held that isn't trying to fall out the entire time you eat it. 

An uneventful flight later, we were in Iceland, headed for the city via Fly Bus. We're staying at a fancy hotel right on the harbor, so the water views from our windows continue. Between credit card rewards and hotel offers, we have a decent amount of credit to spend on food and drinks at the hotel, so we take the opportunity to get cocktails from the restaurant and ask the bartender for recommendations. We walked around the city a bit, finding the cocktail bar he recommended, Tipsy, which had a DJ and happy hour specials. Bill may have thrown his first cocktail all over both of us, but aside from that, great stop. 

We found the recommended restaurant, but the menu heavily featured cream cheese, so we kept looking, soon happening upon Torfan, which had some great options, including reindeer carpaccio and roasted lamb. I was pretty tired at this point, so I went to bed while Bill checked out the secret bar in the hotel.