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On Tuesday, the journey continued from Akureyrí. Fortunately, the rain clouds had already moved on and we were able to enjoy the city one last time in radiant sunshine.

Outside of Akureyrí, we visited the Museum of Icelandic Folk and Outsider Art. It had some grotesque exhibits (at this point, it should be quickly mentioned that we had to search the entire car for Silke's wallet).

We arrived in Húsavík right on time for lunch. A small fishing village that is also known as a hot spot for whale watching. We treated ourselves to a huge portion of fish & chips. Very delicious and definitely worth the money.

Full and frozen from the sightseeing tour, we longed for a hot bath. The hot pot we had previously chosen turned out to be an absolute insider tip. Not signposted and difficult to reach, we were fortunately all alone and could enjoy our bath in peace.

Along the coast, we drove to our next destination: Dettifoss. The mighty waterfall is an impressive example of the incredible power of nature. The spray veil could already be seen from a distance of 2 km.

We were able to approach the waterfall surprisingly close to the rocky cliffs. The rushing masses of water were so loud that communication was difficult.

We followed the rocky path on foot to the nearby waterfall Selfoss (the little brother of Dettifoss).

In the evening, we reached our next accommodation in Kópasker. The tiny coastal town consists of four streets and a lighthouse.

Fortunately, our accommodation had a washing machine which we immediately put into operation. Unfortunately, we shared the house with four older Frenchmen who immediately pointed out our volume during game night (in French, mind you!! -silence-).

After dinner, we made our way to the lighthouse. At nine o'clock in the evening, the sun was still far from the horizon. It was going to be our first really bright night without clouds. This made falling asleep and staying asleep (unfortunately there was only a short curtain) a bit difficult.

The weather was still fantastic the next morning. With the sun in our luggage, we started the journey.

Our first destination was Raufarhöfn. There, we admired the 'Arctic Henge' - 47m high towers, which represent the four seasons.

Not far from the stone circle, we made another stop at a beautiful lighthouse.

On the drive to Seyðisfjörður, we decided to take an unpaved coastal road off the N1 (Ring Road). Apart from the adventurous road condition, the landscape was quite impressive. The narrow road then unexpectedly wound its way up the mountain (Hólaheiði). Without guardrails, it was a hair-raising affair at some points, which we mastered with good heavy metal music :)

Once at the top, we gave our car a break. We used the time for a cigarette and a quick safety pee in the snow.

The descent revealed a breathtaking coastal landscape. Pictures speak more than a thousand words here :)

Shortly before Egilsstaðir, the oil lamp lit up. Johann Fridrich Larson (JFL - 85) demands an oil change - the problem still needs to be solved at the moment..

After replenishing our food supplies, we set out to cover the last kilometers to Seyðisfjörður. The town is located on a small fjord. Our hostel is cute and cozy :)

After Tamara had dismantled the shower, we ended the evening with beer (finally!) and some gin and tonic.