On the third day of our road trip, Markus and I were driving along Route 1 and we realized that it was close to lunch time. We quickly saw that we were approaching an off-road exit. The next town wouldn't be for another hour and we decided that it would be best to stop. Honestly, I can't remember the name of the town or what we ate. I think it might've been some sort of cauliflower soup and a fish sandwich. What I really remember was the little mountain next to the restaurant and the beautiful views. That's one thing that I absolutely loved about Iceland, not matter where you went the views and landscapes were stunningly beautiful.
