Our second apartment accommodation was a lot nicer than the first, less prison camp, more Scandy terrace. Vík is an interesting coastal town – comprising the old town (not very big, just a few roads), and the rest of town which is actually a mixture of coastal industry along the shoreline then Hotel Vík and its apartments, a camp site, and a small shopping centre. Behind all of this is the famous church on the hill which makes Vík a popular tourist stop.
The apartment itself was well appointed and spacious – just a little too warm, with unfathomable heating controls that said 23.4 degrees Celsius irrespective of the selected temperature.
The hotel itself, set about 200m from the apartments, seemed nice – we assumed lots of rooms judging by the coaches that kept arriving. Mostly modern decoration, with hints of odd – like the collection of emergency service figurines.
Odd wasn’t only in the main hotel building. We had a washing machine (and tumble dryer). Fortunately exactly the same one we have at home, as the program labels around the control dial were all in (what we presumed to be) Icelandic. I’m sure that ‘Supersnabb’ isn’t a program we have at home, and that ‘Urpumpning’ sounds anything but clean.
