Is it wrong to read “Evening textbook of math” in
the morning?
Melrakkaslétta, arctic fox plain, is the most
deserted place in Iceland. If not geographically then mentally it is as far
from Reykjavik as you can get on the island.
I make a test excursion. It starts to rain and I
return inside.
In the afternoon rain stops against all odds and
that gives me an opportunity to circle the peninsula. On the circle are places
and things.
Rauðinúpur is ancient volcano crater that has red
rock on one side and two stone towers next to it. One with birds, one without.
Strong wind. Rains starts again.
Rifstangi is an abandoned place 68 meters north
compared to Hraunhafnartangi, the northernmost place on Iceland mainland. Since
things are not entirely clear with these so I have to visit the Arctic Circle
but it will happen in a few days.
I have acclimatized. 15 degrees Celsius is a very
warm weather and warm underwear seems totally unnecessary.
Huge blocks of stone have been erected on the edge
of Raufarhöfn, the most northern located Icelandic town. They should be
connected with the position of Sun somehow. Sun has made a narrow orange strip
on the horizon.
When I enter from the open café door then the place
discovers that it has actually already been closed for three minutes. Hotel
restaurant is open. In it are two men, talking. One persuades the other not to order
any more drinks which ends with him buying a bottle of vodka as soon as his
companion has left.
Add a comment