Warning: I talk about the Iceland Phallologica Musueum, which you may consider NSFW
In my last post about Iceland, i talked about the overall planning process to go, and I really focused on budgeting. In this post I’m going to actually talk about the details of my day to day trip, the first half of it at least.
Day 1 – Reykjavik
Landing IN ICELAND
Most of the flights fly to Keflavik Airport, which is about 40 minutes away from Reykjavik city. We landed at about 7:00a.m and were pretty tired from the 5 hour flight. Coming out of the gate you get a small little duty free shop. My advice to you here is, unless you want to buy something like clothes to actually use on the trip, save the shopping for when you leave Iceland. However, if you want to buy sweaters/jackets, now is a good time to buy because you save maybe 20%, and you don’t have to bother doing the tax refund. Continuing on we went through customs and got our luggage.
If you are renting from SadCars they won’t have a booth at the car rental station (like hertz). Instead there will be a guy there with a sign. The guy will then drive you about 5 minutes away, where you’ll finally get your car.
So it’s like 8:00a.m right now, and nothing is open. We drove to the closest mall (thanks google maps for guiding us there), and took a walk around. Alison and I are so tired, we just decided to sleep in the car until stuff opened up. We wake up at around 11:00a.m and go to the mall for the first cup of coffee of the day. If you’ve never been to Europe you’re missing out on their freaking lattes man. They’re served warm (unlike the north american boiling hot garbage), and the taste is simply incomparable.
We didn’t do much afterwards, just bought groceries (a bunch of snacks, bread, and bottled water from Bonus), walked around, had lunch, found the information center and killed time till around 3:00p.m where we could go to our hotel and take another quick nap.
- Name: Rey’s Apartments http://www.rey.is/
- Cost: 79 Euros
- Review: Really nice, has a kitchen, very reasonably priced for near the heart of the city. Excellent location!
There isn’t really much to say about our hotel other than the fact that it was a great location and at a really good price. What was interesting about Rey’s Apartments rather was simply finding it. Throughout most of North America there’s a consistency to how numbers and streets work. Take for example 10 SomeStreet Avenue, and 12 SomeStreet Avenue. Usually when you walk down the street of SomeStreet Avenue, the numbers usually increase or decrease in numerical value. The address of this hotel was Grettisgata 2A, 101 Reykjavik. So we randomly managed to find our way to 10 Grettisgata, Yes! let’s walk down the street. We see number 8. Yes! We’re going in the right direction. Then we see 12A, and i’m just like what in the blue fuck? We walk to the end of the street, and I shit you not son, the numbers went from 10, 8, 12, 6, 4 then ended at 5. That’s right I could not find 2A. I used google maps, but it auto corrected to the end of the street, which left us completely clueless. Luckily there were some stores nearby, so a nice lady in the shoe shop pointed me in the right direction. So yeah that was a crazy adventure. The rest of the night we took pretty easy, walked around and then visited one of the most interested places in my life.
The Icelandic phallological Museum (The Penis Museum)
I’d like to say i’ve been to a lot of museums in my life (went to paris baby), but this one is very different. It’s really meant to be educational and highly comical at the same time. As the name suggests, the museum is pretty much all about cocks, and has got some type of painting / sculpture / model of a penis from every animal / insect / living thing you can imagine. If you’re one of those cocky males that think your package is all that, I assure you this place makes you feel like you have a thumbnail for a penis. Let me provide a visual.
I don’t know if it’s to scale, and I’m not sure it actually matters. Seeing the penis of an animal is interesting, but humans? that’s even more interesting. How about, a handball team.
It’s time for dinner! This dinner is extremely blurry in my memory just cause i was just lagging like crazy the first night, so my descriptions are gonna be sorta crappy, forgive me. (From Left to Right)
- Buy stuff at the duty free store only if you plan to use it on the trip (like hats)
- House numbers are assigned at random, i swear to god
- Penis Museum is fun
- Whale tastes like fat