We have two funny words in the title here. They're names of two nearby towns by the Iceland international airport.

We find out later on that learning Icelandic language could be a very tough job.

Interesting sculpture by the entrance to the airport.

A Baby dinosaur?

And look at the color of the grass at the bottom of the photo. Incomparable with grass in London, no doubt.

With the landscape like this to me was more like the Moon landing.

Say hi to Palli the puffin.

In the lobby.

In case you want to send some postcards to your friends.

At the crossroads.

In the regular grocery stores, you can buy only the light beer.

Ham and cheese sandwich. Much better than at Luton.

Yummy!

That's our luggage. Nothing special.

The purpose of this photo was to show you the Icelandic word for Airport parking.

Go ahead and try to read it but don't blame me if you swallow your tongue.

Warning for the smugglers.

That's all for today.

Stay calm and steem on, my friends.