Today we headed off down the East Coast. The first planned port of call was Seyðisfjörður, one of the main ferry ports that has ferries from the rest of Europe. For an international port, it was pretty small. We retraced our steps, had a delicious lunch, before heading first to Reyðarfjörður, a not particularly attractive town, in a very attractive fjord. A long tunnel took us to our next town, the much prettier, Fáskrúðsfjörður, an old French town, where we stopped to look at the French fishing museum, and to have tea in their cafe.

From there, the road hugged the coast, in and out of two more fjords, before we got to tonights stop, a converted school  – in a pretty isolated position. Luckily, there was a German Cafe not too far away, where we had dinner.

One of many today

And a rainbox