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The Right Gifts to Leave in a Dwarf’s Church

So, you’ve made it through the fog …

… and across the bridge …

… and the other bridge …

…carefully! …

… to the Troll Church in Seyðisfjörður…

… with its skylight and its steeple …

… but what do you leave for the dwarves? You want to be a good guest, right? Well, a needle and some wool, maybe?

A flower? Heather is a good choice.

And the blue of the sky and the sea and the white of the waves.

And shiny things. 1 kronur coins with their flashing codfish are perfect. Dwarves love shiny things.

Might as well admire the view, eh.

And the human church next door. Not so well-built, of course. Not so experienced with stone work. Poor things.  Great with plastic, though!

And then back. What else? Easy does it.

And to town.

And, yes, the dwarves have come along. The Icelanders will call it “nature,” because they’re polite and they know that the rest of us like that stuff. They know better. They even call it a “town”…


… when it is really, two. Such good manners! Such sneakiness!

Lunch in Iceland? It Doesn’t Have to Break the Bank

So, lunch. That would be nice. Why not the Apotek in Reykjavik?Highly rated. A rather desolate environment, sure…

… but you came here for desolate, right? The bracing subarctic! And there is a fine menu. Why, the hamburger is only about CAD$40. Add a Gull, of course, and it’ll be around $55.

What? That was a whole day’s food budget? Not to worry. There are other options. The road to Seyðisfjörður, for example, or just off to the side, in case there’s a car. Serving travellers for 1100 years.

Neðri Uðafoss

The menu is simple.

Bilberries and Rainwater

Add a Skyr for CAD$2.00…


15 grams of protein!

It even comes with a clever little Chinese folding spoon, which you can keep as a souvenir! And you can wander while you eat.


Efri Selfoss

Bring a coat, though. It’s Iceland! Oh, and dessert is the same as lunch.

But that’s OK, right?

 

Beauty and Loss: Finding Iceland

So many Icelandic men of my father’s generation thought they could stay on the land if they built a nice concrete house to keep their families out of the wind, but they did it the Icelandic way, with salt beach sand, and it fell apart.

Women still come, as the snagged necklet of clear glass beads and fishing line below shows, but, as the snag shows, they leave without these baubles, too.


And that is one of the forces that powers the world.

~

Selstaðir