When you order a cup of coffee in Europe #espresso
Jeff de Bruges Souvenir Shopping
Our final food stop was La Meringaie; this was our third and only successful attempt at visiting this delightful pavlova shop.
We brought back this absolutely delicious passionfruit + raspberry merengue to indulge in before finally leaving the Airbnb around 10:30 AM.
We also bought one scarf from a cute little clothing store that I probably should've passed on, but oh, well.
Airbnb key
Back on the Metro, we realized as we got closer to the airport that we had no idea which terminal we were flying out of. My vacation spreadsheet captures a lot of our travel data, but somehow I've never thought to add in a column for that! Hopefully, I'll remember in time for our next trip. This resulted in us going to the wrong terminal and then having to make our way over to the correct one. We were having no luck trying to get a connection on our phones, and there were no staff around that we could try and ask. And then, I was lucky enough to get stopped for hand swabbing at the airport - swear, I'm cursed.
Mini arcade at the CDG Airport
Airport pâtisserie - not as good as Parisian street cafes
We left France at 2:10 PM for our 3.5 hour flight to Iceland, which landed at 3:40 PM.
We'd saved our merveilleux to eat on the plane, but it got a little smushed in transit.
You can check out our vlog from this part of the journey here:
After landing in Iceland [and subsequently being fascinated by the toilets lol], we headed outside to wait in a long line for the airport shuttle to pick up our Sixt car rental.
We had to wait for the second bus due to the length of the line, but getting our rental was relatively painless.
We were navigating without GPS and using printed Google Maps, but spoiler alert: that didn't last long on this trip. Our first stop was Bónus Supermarket to stock up on groceries, and we also swung by Krónan across the street to check out their selection as well.
We picked up bread, cheese, chips, potato salad, and Skyr. Probably the most different thing about the Icelandic grocery stores is that they have one large room with all of their refrigerated products.
We thought we'd drive into town and have dinner around ReykjavÃk, but we decided we were too hungry to try to figure out alternate food options and ended up pulling over and making sandwiches with our grocery haul. We affectionately dubbed these sammies 'Icelanders' for the duration of our trip, and we had many, many Icelanders throughout our journey.
Of course we got a little lost on the way to our first Airbnb, which was an altogether odd situation. We had booked a private room in someone's home, and we would be staying with a Viatnemese family who spoke Icelandic and Viatnamese but no English. We had some brief instructions on how to access her home, but the address wasn't very clear to us. Finally, we just made an educated guess and went in to see if we were at the right building. Thank goodness we figured it out!
No one seemed to be home when we went in. Her and her son came in shortly afterwards, and we said hello as they walked past our room, which we'd just figured out on our own. This was our first time staying in this type of Airbnb situation, and unsurprisingly, we didn't love it. It was a bit loud as they seemed to be maybe in the kitchen, which was across from our room. There was also a lot of light that came through the walls, and it looked like this room had been created as an add-on. Either way, the bed was comfortable, and once they quieted down, we slept fine.
Check out our vlog of our arrival in Iceland here:
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