This morning wasn't much different from the previous ones. I managed to sleep till almost 10am and it still wasn't light outside when I got up. I'm starting to think that I must have been a Viking in my previous life and that's where my life motto "Doesn't matter when I get up, I wake up at 11." is coming from. It's only at 11 o'clock when it gets light outside here!
After we had breakfast/lunch we got ready and drove to another town called Bolungarvík. The road is just carved into the mountains next to the sea. It was so windy that when we stopped and I got out of the car to take some pictures, I was almost blown away. The sea was rather angry too. As we got to Bolungarvík the weather only got worse and started to rain so we drove back to Ísafjörður. I went to take some more pictures of the old part of the town close to the harbour. Then we went to E's parents and had hot chocolate and cookies. After that we went home.
The old part of Ísafjörður:
In the evening we went to E's parents again, this time for dinner. We were having Þorrablót (or Thorrablot), an Icelandic winter feast. You can read about the tradition on a blog entry I found: http://icecook.blogspot.com/2006/01/orrablt-or-thorrablot-icelandic.html. I had the sheep jam and the ham jam, the smoked ham, mashed turnips, potato salad, pickled herrings, dried haddock and rye bread and flat bread. I was also tried pieces of rotten shark. It didn't taste very nice and stunk even worse. And the caraway schnapps, called Brennivin, you are supposed to drink with it was rather strong. I passed on sheep testicles and pickled whale fat. For dessert we had vanilla ice cream with coconut whipped cream, strawberries and chocolate sauce. Well, it was an experience.
At 9:30pm me and E went to one of her friend's house for a girls' party. It was about 13 or 14 of us there and it was quite fun to watch them getting drunk. Some of them hadn't been drinking for several months due to pregnancies and breastfeeding so they didn't need much to get drunk. All of them but one had babies or small children and a couple of them were pregnant, so the conversation was about baby names, pregnancies, giving birth, childcare and stuff like that or about the people they knew from school. So the fact that I didn't understand them because they spoke Icelandic didn't matter, I wouldn't have had much to talk about even if they had spoken English.:-) A couple of the girls talked to me later, when we were alone in the kitchen, and they seemed nice. Around 2am they decided they were going to the local bar called Edinborg. So we walked there but didn't stay long. We got home at 2:50am.
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