West Iceland is said to be underestimated by tourist who prefer to concentrate on Ring Road in search for miracles. We instead concentrate on moon-like landscape of the long arm of the Snæfellsnes and its magical national park.
We slept in Akranes, trying to be more local also in choosing the accommodation. They say that town’s main attraction is the Museum Centre, but since we got there too late and left far too early (opening hours of public places are mostly 1-5pm), we had to concentrate on main square and a bunch of kids bathing in a local fountain, the only open restaurant specialised in european meals and same cars passing one way and another trying to give us impression of being a busy Icelandic town. Instead there was not much to see. Ah, we had a sunset walk to the light house. Cold winds started after leaving Reykjanes Peninsula, but it looks like sun will stay with us for at least couple of more days.
In the morning, we found out that Arkanes is the fitth largest (!) city in Iceland with 3000 habitants.