So, this was our final day of our organised tour, and we still did not know anyone's names.... Given we had nicknamed everyone on our tour, we wondered what or nicknames were; the Aussies, the gays, or maybe "those @$#%s that keep changing the seating arrangements on the bus".
We made our way back to Reykjavik via the town of Vik (infamous photo spot of a church and the sea!). We also had a short stop at a scenic canyon, that turned into a long stop, as the tour guide forgot to give a time restriction, and the Japanese ladies (who didn't understand the instructions) lead the charge up a hill and everyone else followed like lemmings. Turns out this canyon is listed as one of the most beautiful and photographed canyons on earth. Damian did his best to take as many photos as possible.
Our second last tourist stop was Reynisfjara, a black beach (sand, not for black people). The seas were quite rough, and apparently tourists get swept away by "sneaker waves". There are lots of signs telling people not to turn their back on the beach and beware of these pesky "sneaker waves" - unfortunately none of Teh Fab Five were swept away, that would have been just desserts for their hogging the breakfast buffet!
Our final stop was, not surprisingly, another waterfall - Skógafoss. We decided not to walk up another hill to get more photos of more waterfalls, and enjoyed spending time just wandering around the foot of the waterfall (with an $8 coffee). True to form, The Fab Five were late back to the bus, and then decided they needed to go to the toilet as well, further delaying our return to Reykjavik and our final farewells. We'd had enough of this group and we ready to go back to traveling by ourselves!
We got back to our hotel, said fake farewells and went to dinner at Reykjavik's 'award winning' Thai restaurant. It was the most expensive Thai meal we'd had to date, at approx $100 for two entrees, two mains and 4 singhas! (little did we know that in less than a week later we would be paying more for far less Thai food in Norway).
We then had two days in Reykjavik by ourselves, staying in an airbnb - whose washing machine got a very good work out. We visited the Icelandic National Museum and Art Gallery. Mick's view was that we spent too much time in the museum (especially the horse saddle exhibit), while Damian's view was that we spent too little time in the museum. Luckily, Iceland's national art gallery was quite small, and has few exhibits, so the visit was very short!
The rest of our time in Reykjavik was spent eating, drinking, visits to local pools for hot tubs and the one and only gay bar for another drag show.
Our final day in Reykjavik was a travel day - we got up and made our way to the airport, Oslo bound.
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