Lisko's American life
Chapter 87 The Wandering Singer (Thanks to General Lubyanka for his reward)
Lisko stopped and walked. It was afternoon before he knew it, but the sky was still as bright as the morning. Because Iceland is south of the Arctic Circle, the daytime here can reach 22 hours sometimes.
He dines at noon at a Michelin restaurant MaturogDrykkur, the hallmark of which is the unique Nordic cuisine, which attracted Lisko's visit.
But the dining process was not pleasant, the service and food here were disappointing.Appetizers (fish with green apples and cucumbers) and desserts (chocolate yogurt smoothies) were good, but the main course (smoked cauliflower, kale chips, beetroot and wheat kernels with salted cranberries) failed.Bland, tasteless and greasy.The kale is heated, not crispy at all, and soaked in oil, the salted bilberry has almost no taste.Lisko also returned a dish of Icelandic lamb with radish sauce because the meat is not chewy.
The only popular dish is red cod head in chicken broth. This is a unique dish created by this restaurant and a perfect example of Icelandic cuisine reimagined.The cod head is boiled in chicken broth, then the most delicious part of the cod head, the cod cheek, is served with potato salad and lovage.
Lovage is a unique vanilla whose fragrance source is leaves.
Li Ske liked this dish very much, and it was a comfort to this unsatisfying gourmet journey.Lisko had a pain at the checkout. The meal cost him nearly one hundred dollars. The price of Iceland is the most expensive in all of Northern Europe, and he did not bring himself a pleasant surprise.
According to the plan, today’s last attraction is the town of Vic, which is a rural town in the south. It is backed by the sea. Lisko quickly arrived here by car.
Most of the houses in the town have white walls and red roofs. The two-story design and roofed attic make it easy for people to immerse themselves in this idyllic mood.
There are not many attractions in the town. The first one Lisko went to was the black beach. It was once rated as one of the ten most beautiful beaches in the world. Its characteristic is black.
The unique black color makes the town of Vic to show its charming allure; the transparent black beach is like the charming eyes of the town of Vic, deep and mysterious, and its eyes seem to reach your heart directly, making people Infatuated and unclear; the vast black beach stretches along the winding coast, the clear water gently washes the black transparent sand and stone, it is like the black hair of this beautiful girl in the town of Vic, Drifting softly in the sea breeze, exuding a charming breath.Hei Beach and the "Bijia Mountain" reef are facing each other across the sea, echoing in the distance, it is a kind of old waiting and loyalty.
It seems to have come from a fairy tale. The sun shines on the endless black beach, glowing with golden light, and the microwave is sparkling.If one day, you walk in the mild sunshine, if one day, you walk on the black beach, if one day, you are indulged in the singing of the sea, then on this day, you are in this beautiful fairy tale Princess or prince
Lisko stood on the beach, took off his shoes and socks, feeling the touch of the beach on the soles of his feet.From a distance, you can see a few small islands with peculiar shapes. Several small islands are connected together. They are a bit like the brush holders Lisko has seen. It is said that because of global warming and rising water levels, these are more than a century ago. At present, there are only a few hills left in the majestic mountains, which are now occupied by seabirds and become their paradise.
Next to the beach is another scenery, the organ rock cliff, the rock wall is very steep, and there are a series of multi-sided columns hanging upright. They do not have the pretentious posture of the strange rock , more just thick colors and natural form.They are formed by hot magma rock. When the lava rushes to the edge of a steep cliff, it quickly subducts and flows down. For a long period of time, the magma will continuously flow down the cliff. The severe cold weather makes the hot magma. Quickly cool and solidify.Under the meticulous carvings of nature, a series of columns have been erected between the cliffs. They are arranged neatly and orderly. At first glance, they are similar to the Reykjavik Cathedral, so they are called organs. Rock cliffs.
The magic of nature has carved the dark hard basalt into a beautiful organ, which is amazing.
The cliffs of Organ Rock and the black beach are nestled together, watching this magnificent sea area.
Of course, these beautiful sceneries did not escape Lisko's evil hand. He picked up the camera and took photos of everything in his sights. He regrettably stopped until the film in the camera ran out.
The beauty of these beautiful scenery can not be understood with words. Only when you are in the middle can you experience the magical craftsmanship of nature. The scenery of Iceland has not left any regrets on Lisko, where ice and fire coexist, icebergs and hot springs. It's all integrated together, really like the scenery in a fantasy fairy tale.
On the way back, Lisko wore headphones and leaned against the window. There were not many people in the car, only scattered passengers. Lisko looked at the scenery passing by the car, volcanoes, waterfalls, rivers, lakes, glaciers and unique The mountain view, all this will make him feel that time has slowed down.
After getting off the car, Lisko looked at the station, which was still near the hotel. It was still early, and he still had too many scenery to see in Iceland. He planned to spend the time today on the streets of the city.
Li Sike met a stray singer at the intersection. He was sitting by the wall, playing music in twos and threes. The guitar was swept carelessly by him. He was not interested in the music.
Lisko was fine, so he sat down on the bench opposite him and watched him play.
He didn't know what happened to the wandering singer, and the travelers on the road were not attracted by his performance. Everyone passed by him and did not stay.
There were only a few scattered Iceland Krona in the piano box in front of the vagrant singer, and it seemed that there was not enough money to buy a sandwich.
"Hey, my name is Liske." He watched for a while and decided to come forward and talk.
The wandering singer stopped playing aimlessly, and Lisko looked at his face and judged that he was an authentic Nordic race, tall, blond, and fair-skinned.
"Do you need help?" Lisko saw that he did not speak, and then began to ask.
Of course, this is only because Lisko is too boring by himself, he is not a virgin heart attack.
"John Carew," the vagrant singer couldn't bear Li Sike's stare at him, and had to reply nonchalantly.
Li Sike was shocked when he opened his mouth. He thought he had encountered a disabled deaf-mute person, so he asked if he needed help, but the person in front of him spoke hoarse as if he hadn't drunk water for many days. The same.