Flynn's Wedding: A Tatter's Story (Chapter 1: Iceland)

So.

This is a story of a man named Tatdo Butaggins and his friend Samwise Plumgee. They went off on a journey in search of Mount Groom with something involving a ring.

They took off in the middle of the afternoon for a Boston Airport in Bagend on their pilgrimage to Iceland. They arrived after a 4 hour flight on a dragon which was pretty rad cuz it wasn't that late at all. It was a little rainy and took a fucking bus to a bus station outside Reykjavik. It was looking bleak for our handsome, yet tired travelers. When they got to the bus station they asked some broad how to get to downtown, cuz they took a bus to "downtown" and this clearly wasn't it. From there they took a cab ride to an arbitrary location in downtown Reykjavik. (For future reference, its only like a 15 minute walk away and it not needed). When they arrived downtown they did their best to blend in with the locals.

They found a hostel which was right downtown for about 35$ per person per night. The room had a private bathroom and was very spacious. Can't find the name of the place...so sorry about that. It was too early to check in so Samwise and myself went off to a Koffitar, which is a coffee chain. It was some wireless and some good coffee and carrot cake. They people were nice. (http://www.kaffitar.is/)

We left our bags at the hostel and headed off to the Blue Lagoon. The Blue Lagoon is a naturally heated lagoon located about a 30 minutes drive from downtown Reykjavik. It costs about 50$ to get there and get admitted to the Lagoon. The water is about 90 degrees and the water is clean. It is not clear; you can only see about 6 inches below the surface. Silica get congeals on the rocks and the workers harvest it and you put that shit on your fucking face to exfoliate or something. You can believe how fucking bright this lagoon is. They also have about 5 saunas there. The furthest left is a cave design and is totally legit. You can rent towels there and there are changing rooms with free lockers but be prepared to see some serious balls. Fucking Europeans.

We got back to downtown Reykjavik and hit up the streets. The streets are really nice and the city itself was not too busy. They seem to get down on seafood, which i suppose makes sense. We didn't do much shopping but partook in some of the watering holes. These places ranged from a bar featuring a Terminator 2 pinball machine to a bar where we saw 4 bands play Icelandic music. Some of the local beers tasted was Viking, Thule, and Kaldi. All of them will get you drunk. Our travelers ended the night at some bar and the thing is that it got a little fuzzy. I will tell you that there's was a well of fortune. Essentially you pay 250 Krone (2$) and they spin the wheel sitting above the bar. Less than half of the results are "You Lose", the rest includes things like "8 Beers", "a meter of beer", "two shots", etc. Unfortunately, for our travelers, we had lost both times; however, we were fucking drunk. We chatted it up with some locals and then there were these two broads that started touching themselves, which I thought was pretty cool. THEY were pretty cool. Then the one's boyfriend showed up and the bar closed, so they gave out plastic cups for people to pour their remaining beer in so they can take the beer home with them. Clever.

The thing about Reykjavik is that during the summer solstice, you have four hours or night, during the winter, 4 hours of daylight. So the sun went down around 11:00 PM, immediately after the night got dark, the sun proceeded to rise.

We seized the day after that and headed off for some mild sightseeing and to get back to the bus station. A large church whose significance is unimportant was located a short walk from downtown and visible from the bus station. I guess they hold mass there and some people could get married there. However, it looks like a cool place to play laser tag. We continued the trek down to the bus station and saw a pretty rad fountain. also. He actually holding a fish, but you get the idea.

But Iceland was wonderful. It was the only part of our trip plagued with rain, but the cool wet air in contrast with the Blue Lagoon made it very enjoyable. Stuff was relatively cheap. Coffee houses were nice and relaxing. They have plenty of things to do, such as horseback riding around the volcanoes and hiking up mountains and shit.

With the eye of Sauron drawing near, our travelers must flee Iceland for safer passage.

Where will they go???