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Prior to the concert, we had a “gourmet dinner” at a fine restaurant on the
            main shopping square of the city.  There were way too many letters, mostly

            vowels, in its name for me to recall it after the concert when it was time to
            write the diary.  The food was delicious and much more varied with salad

            and vegetables than we were to enjoy for the rest of the trip.  However, we
            also learned that the rumors about food in Iceland being very expensive are

            unassailably true.  Our dinners (without alcohol or side dishes) were over

            $50.00 each!


            We had much enjoyed exploring the city afoot for hours and then having
            that wonderful meal and the stirring concert afterward, but now we were

            pretty much “done in” and ready to head back to the Guest House for some
            sleep.  Of  course, the heavens were  at odds  with  our sleepiness because

            even though it was well past 10 PM, the sun was as bright in the sky as it
            had been at noon!  So we wandered over to the bus-stop we had carefully

            noted  on  our  way  into  town  and  began  to  wait  on  the  buses  which  the

            notice promised come every 20 minutes.


            When an hour had elapsed, we decided that we needed more information.
            It  happened  that  there  was  a  bus  terminal  about  a  block  away  so  we

            trudged there to see what was  the matter.  The lady behind  the counter
            who was also making hotdogs, selling cigarettes, drawing up Cokes, finally

            deigned to look at us.  In answer to our question about where to catch the
            #4 bus and when, she casually replied, “The # 4 is not running tonight; it’s

            broken down.”  There was no notice to that effect (even in Icelandic) posted

            at the stop, yet she acted as if “everybody knows that!”


            Anyway,  we  were  stumped  now  because  the  #4  was  the  only  bus  which
            went in the direction of our guesthouse.  We were by now just too tired to

            walk the 2.5 miles back so we gave up and hired a cabbie who charged us
            $9.00 for the drive.  Icelandic taxi fares were reputed to be steep and that

            proved to be true as well.  Oh well, we were home, showered, and in bed by
            midnight and asleep immediately.
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