Saturday 14 April 2012: Bless, Ísland
Our last full day on the wonderful island of Ísland. It feels like we've been here for ages, yet the time has gone so very quickly. When we come back we're hiring a large four-wheeled vehicle and hitting the road for a couple of weeks - if there's one thing I've learned about this place, it's that there's far more to than expected.
But I have learned that everyone, on-duty bus drivers included, speak on the phone while driving. All the time.
And that all drivers, save for that idiot who nearly killed me while crossing at a pedestrian crossing on green, are incredibly courteous to pedestrians.
And that most cyclists cycle on the pavement.
And that there's graffiti absolutely everywhere, even on rural farm buildings. And that a lot of it is actually quite good.
And that children are welcomed everywhere, and get in or on most things - and even fill their bellies - free of charge. (Take note, Mithas Muppets.)
And that the Iceland's reaction to their financial crisis was to prioritise the well being of ordinary people, rather than assuming that protecting the well being of few who caused the problems in the first place would protect the well being of everyone else.