The only thing that separates a 4×4 hill climb course and an early winter road is a little blue sign.
To make it even more fun, dusk comes at 2:30 pm in November.
Whee!
Icelandic road.
Icelandic dragon car.
Icelandic driving training school.
Icelandic traffic.
Icelandic police.
Icelandic Campground.
Icelandic winter road.
Icelandic winter car.
Icelandic winter car, summer pelt phase.
Icelandic drivers.
Wrong kind of car! Wrong kind of car!
Icelandic driving manual: the fine print.
Icelander with good road smarts.
Tourist with good road smarts.
Icelandic accident clean up crew on stand-by duty.
Be safe out there.
Finally the weather clears, and everyone is out on the road. Sheesh!
Begrudgingly, they shift aside to let you go wherever you think you’re going to…
… and keep their eye on you, because you’re not from around these parts. It takes a while to get through the traffic jam. Easy does it…
And the road is free…
… just in time to think about getting rid of the car. I mean, if traffic is going to be that heavy, what use is a car?
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Suðurdalur, Iceland