September 16, 2012
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Today is day seventeen of my three week trip in the North Atlantic, and having been to Shetland, the Faroes and now Iceland in that time it’s absolutely flown by (although I haven’t, I’ve got the ferry between all these places so far).
I start the day with a visit to Nonnahús, the home of Reverend Jón Sveinsson (better known as Nonni) who was an Icelandic children’s writer and very much a celebrated local hero by all accounts. The house was billed as a good example of a 19th century Icelandic dwelling, and it certainly had a historic feel to it, and very small bedrooms upstairs. I was struck by the amount of wood used – wasn’t this supposed to be a treeless country? I guess this is where all the wood went! Although I think a reasonable amount of driftwood was probably used to.
The entrance ticket to Nonnahús included entry to Minjasafnið á Akureyri, the Akureyri folk museum. This consisted of lots of old toys and musical instruments, and loads of photos.
I popped in at the library to use the internet and catch up with emails, quite an impressive library for a town of its size, bigger than the library in Torshavn.
In the evening I was keen to sample the Akureyri nightlife, but was left disappointed. I had a pint in Cafe Karoline, which only had about five other people in. Afterwards I tried and failed to find somewhere more lively. I think I’d read somewhere that Akureyri claims to have more strip clubs per capita than anywhere else in Europe (it had five I think) – not that I was particularly after this but it did imply there might be a decent nightlife but if there was I couldn’t find it.