Saturday, 22 January 2011
It feels like a while since I was on holiday (okay, it was November... it feels longer!) so I've been entertaining myself with looking at photos from past holidays. I didn't have this blog back when Andy and I went cycling round Iceland in 2006, so there's a lot I haven't shown you yet.
The Rock Museum is the perfect tourist trap - and with bus tours arriving several times a day, they seem to have worked out how to print money. We did a back-of-the-envelope calculation in our tent, and I don't remember the result but I do remember that it must have been well over a thousand pounds per day in the summer season.
This isn't a collection of music memorabilia, it's a collection of rocks. Rocks from around the world, and admittedly some of them are quite pretty - but most of the individual specimens aren't that exciting. It's the quantity which is impressive enough to justify a visit: both house and garden are simply full of rocks.
Oh, and you can always buy an Icelandic rock to take home as a souvenir (for which the price was the equivalent of around US$4, at the time!)