I only spent a few weeks in Isafjordur, and by far it’s been one of the best cities I have every visited. Mostly because of the friends I made but that, it’s still so routed in nature. Here are a few photos from my time there.
The Viking man. We meet him while taking a field trip with the summer program at Háskólasetur Vestfjarða and received a history lesson on how the northern vikings lived and fished 1000 years ago.
A storm is approaching
One of the bakeries in town called Gamla Bakarid. Really tasty breads and sweets, like the Vienerbrod. Mmmmm, so tasty!
Here’s the view of the little city. It only took 20 minutes to walk up and you could go higher.
Fog descending from the mountains.
Ohhh so yummy fish! I wrote more about Tjoruhusid, the little fish restaurant at the end of the town road. Seriously, best food ever. Best. The fish soup, something I’m not so fond of, was the best I have ever had.
Near the restaurant is where fish was weighed and taken to the market. This of the fish scales used.
What an adorable town in northern Iceland!