Hugo and I started the day with a hike along the neighboring creek, we saw plenty of small waterfalls.

Then magic happened, and suddenly there were chocolate eggs all around the garden, which the kids volunteered to pick up.

Once all the chocolates were found and tasted, we drove to the ‘Lava center’, in Hvolsvöllur, a nice center with movies and a fully interactive exhibition about Islandic volcanism.

For lunch, we went to Tumastadir, a nice waterfall a bit away from the classic routes.

We went to Hvolsvöllur’s outdoor swimming pool (but heated), spent 2 hours there – not a tourist in sight, it seemed like a very icelandic thing to do on a Sunday. We headed back home, with a stop at Gluggafoss and Sjelyalandfoss, two distinct waterfalls that share one characteristic: one can walk behind them.

Foss means waterfall. It’s the same in norwegian. We can understand a lot of the names here, as they share the same roots as norwegian: foss, vik, myr, dahl. The main difference between the two languages: the declination in four genders. So, we can understand written icelandic if we spend a bit of time, but that’s it.