Food in Iceland is expensive. We knew that beforehand (from our research –for those of you who don’t know us, we are total travel nerds and start out on no trip without first doing some serious planning: checking out maps and guidebooks, doing internet searches and, Tall Guy’s specialty, making a detailed excel doc of our every move!), so we packed a suitcase full of food: trail mix, trail mix ingredients, granola, nut butters, crisp bread, tuna, and even an avocado that would have gone bad while we were away.
|skyr, granola, berries, eggs and bread cooked in the ground|
For dinner, we had, um, trail mix, and once, Oreo cookies (I do not like Oreos, but let me tell you, after walking for 32km and getting back to your car as the last rays of sun disappear, they sure do taste great!). Then one day Tall Guy said, “ENOUGH!!! Even if we eat extremely late or have to rush through the end of our hike, I am NOT eating ONE MORE BITE OF THAT - I am not a squirrel!!!”
OK! We found ourselves a seaside restaurant in Hofn and tucked into fresh langoustine (a bit smaller than a Canadian lobster) and… salad! (Salad is special in Iceland – all produce is.)
|so tired i might fall asleep on my lobstah!|
|tall guy had a little lamb...|
|and of course we couldn´t leave without trying the national specialty - hot dogs!|