, we all realized that with the amount of clothing we had brought, we could easily go another week without washing.
Laundromats are non-existent in Reykjavik, pretty much like the rest of Europe, and our place does not have a washer or dryer. There is a hostel that advertised laundry services and a cafe downtown that has coin washers and dryers in the basement...both at $5-7 per wash and per dry, so it was into the kitchen sink with lots of thermally heated water and dish soap. Bobbie washed, George wrung and hung, first outside (there was a glimmer of sun for a while) and then quickly restrung and hung indoors. We all got a good laugh at the way the place looked...thankfully the landlord has kept to herself...she would probably have shit her pants if she saw what we did.
The next day we opted to have a museum day and visited the National Museum and Custom House, took a stroll through the quaint downtown, dodging throngs of tourists, and returned home to a pasta dinner. We watched a bit of TV before retiring early. Tomorrow will be another long drive into the highlands in search of volcanoes and waterfalls.
The Culture House is an eclectic mix of art, history, and literature. The manuscript area was interesting with many old books and letters. Unfortunately we had no idea of what we were seeing. It is an magnificent building nonetheless and we enjoyed our visit. One of the most unique things we saw, and got to touch, was a four horned sheep skull. This mutation occurs occasionally and was fascinating.