Here in Iceland, I was still waiting for summer, while Barry was decidedly more comfortable.
To warm up, we went to the Eimverk distillery!
We tasted interesting things like gin smoked in sheep's dung.
We did a thorough job of appreciating the local spirits.
Afterwards, we found this sign quite funny.
We actually stopped at the Ali pork factory just to marvel at the religious insensitivity of the name.
We learned from the Viking museum though, that though a lot of people believe in elves, they are officially Christian.
We learned a lot of other things about Vikings too, some of it violent.
Barry tried to fit in.
But this little kid did it better.
So we tried the hotdogs, which is what Barry came for, and agreed they're the world's best. It must be that Ali pork.