Whereas we had enjoyed wonderful weather on our first day in Heimaey, our second day was marked by unrelenting rain. We tried to grit our teeth and ignore it, but eventually had to seek shelter. Soaking wet and in toxic moods, we burst into the Aquarium and National History Museum, never expecting to encounter a little fellow who would brighten our spirits immensely.

Before escaping into the refuge of the museum, we had toured around Heimaey Town. During the 1973 eruption of Eldfell, the easte...
Published on September 21, 2013 04:03