Reykjavik - The tiny capital with a big bohemian heart
Monday, Day 11 So the time had come to start our very last day in this beautiful country. We were the first ones to wake up at our camping site (usually we're not the first ones to wake up ever, anywhere), and the weather was really cold. The Varmaland camping site had been pretty good actually, much more quiet and less crowded. Without showers though. So we made our last camping breakfast: coffee, oatmeal and the pastries that had cost us a fortune the night before, and got on the road. We made one more "horse-stop", which was basically me stopping in the middle of the road after yelling "HORSES!!" just so I could have one last time greeting these thick-haired creatures. And it was definitely worth the stop. Always is. Off to the Big City Once we were getting closer to Reykjavik it felt like for the first time we were actually in any other "normal" country with traffic and people. Even traffic lights, which we hadn't seen nearly at all du...