Egilsstadir

July 3
Leaving Hofn meant the early bus at 8:30 a.m., it was not a big deal since the bus picked us up right across the road from the campsite. The road to Eglisstadir was an interesting one with some parts paved and some loose gravel, the steep hills had no guard rails and the entire road is very narrow. What made the drive much more interesting was our driver, who I am sure was a former New York city cab driver, who had little regard for speed limits, the destruction of property or the safety of others, but he got to every place really early. After an exciting 4 hour trip, we pulled into the very dull town of Egilsstadir in the pouring rain. That night we caved in and took a room in a cabin. There were four other beds in the cabin, but no one else checked in, we had the place to ourselves. We spent the remainder of the day walking around the little town and picking up groceries. Since we had the cabin and we did not have to cook on our camp stove we made a feast: cheeseburgers, potato chips and beer. For the evening activity we played cards with a group of three French guys who had been touring on the same bus we had been. Getting the cabin turned out to be a really good idea as it poured down rain the rest of the night.