Lisko’s American Life

Lisko stopped and went, and unknowingly it was already afternoon, but the sky was still as bright as morning. Because Iceland is south of the Arctic Circle, the daytime here can sometimes reach 22 hours.

He dined at noon at MaturogDrykkur, a Michelin-starred restaurant whose signature is unique Nordic cuisine, which attracted Lisko to visit.

However, the meal process was not pleasant, the service and food here were very disappointing. Appetizers (fish with green apples and cucumbers) and desserts (chocolate yogurt sorbet) were good, but mains (smoked cauliflower, kale chips, beetroot wheat kernels with salted lingonberries) failed. Bland and greasy. The kale was overcooked, not crispy at all, and soaked in oil, and the salted cranberries had little flavor. Lisko also returned a dish of Icelandic lamb with radish sauce because the meat was not chewy.

The only more popular dish is the red cod head in chicken soup, a unique dish of the restaurant and a perfect example of Icelandic cuisine reimagined. The cod head is boiled in chicken broth, then the tastiest part of the cod head, cod cheeks, is served with potato salad and lovage.

Lovage is a unique herb whose fragrance comes from leaves.

Lisko likes this dish very much, and it can be regarded as adding some comfort to this unsatisfactory food journey. Lisko felt a little distressed at the checkout. The meal cost him nearly a hundred dollars. The price in Iceland is the most expensive in northern Europe, and he did not bring himself any surprises.

According to the plan, the last attraction of the day is the small town of Vik, a rural town in the south, with its back to the sea, and Lisko got here quickly by car.

Most of the houses in the town have white walls and red roofs. The two-story design and the attic on the roof make it easy for people to immerse themselves in this idyllic mood.

There are not many attractions in the town. The first one Lisko goes to is the black sand beach, which 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 show charming allure; the transparent black sand beach is like the charming eyes of Vic town, deep and mysterious. Infatuated and incomprehensible; the vast black beach stretches along the winding coast, the clear water gently washes the black transparent sand, it is like the jet-black hair of this beautiful girl in the town of Vic, It floats softly in the sea breeze and exudes a charming atmosphere. The Black Beach and the "Beacon Mountain" reef face each other across the sea and echo each other from a distance.

It seems to have come from a fairy tale. The sun shines on the endless black sandy beach, glowing with golden light and sparkling. If one day you walk in the gentle sunshine, if one day you walk on the black sand beach, if one day you indulge in the singing of the sea, then in this day, you will be in this beautiful fairy tale. princess or prince

Lisko stood on the beach, took off his shoes and socks, and felt the touch of the beach on the soles of his feet. Looking from a distance, you can also see several small islands with peculiar shapes. Several small islands are connected together. It is a bit like the brush holder that Lisko has seen. It is said that because of global warming, the water level has risen. These are more than a century ago. There are only a few mountain tops left in the towering mountains, which are now occupied by seabirds and become their paradise.

Next to the beach is another scene, the organ rock cliff, the rock wall is very steep, and there are many polygonal pillars hanging. form. They are formed by hot magmatic rocks. When the rolling magma rushes to the edge of the steep cliff, it quickly dives down. For a long period of time, the magma will continue to flow down the cliff, and the cold weather makes the hot magma flow down. Rapid cooling and solidification. Under the careful carving of nature, pillars are erected between the cliffs. They are arranged neatly and orderly. At first glance, it looks similar to the Reykjavik Cathedral, so it is called the organ. rock cliffs.

Nature's ingenious work carves the dark, hard basalt into an exquisite organ that is astounding.

The organ rock cliffs and the black beach are nestled against each other, watching over this magnificent sea.

Of course, these beautiful scenes did not escape Lisko's murderous hands. He picked up the camera and took pictures of everything in his sight. He regretted stopping until the film in the camera was used up.

These beautiful scenery feel that they cannot be appreciated in words. Only when you are in it can you experience the magic of nature. The scenery of Iceland has not left Lisko with regrets. Ice and fire coexist here, icebergs and hot springs. It all blends together, really like the scenery in a fantasy fairy tale.

On the way back, Lisko was leaning against the window with headphones on~www.readwn.com~ There were not many people in the carriage, only scattered passengers. Lisko looked at the scenery that the car passed by, volcanoes, waterfalls, Rivers, lakes, glaciers, and unique mountain views made him feel like time was slowing down.

After getting off the car, Lisko looked at the station or near the hotel. It was still early. He still had too much scenery to see in Iceland. He planned to spend today's time walking around the streets of the city.

Lisko met a wandering singer at the intersection. He was sitting by the wall, playing music three or two times. His guitar was casually swept away by him. From the music, he could tell that he was not very interested.

Lisko happened to be fine, so he sat down on the bench opposite him and watched him play.

He didn't know what happened to this wandering singer, and the tourists on the road were not attracted by his playing. Everyone passed by him and didn't stay.

There are only a few scattered Icelandic krona in the piano box in front of the wandering singer. It seems that there is not enough money to buy a sandwich.

"Hey, my name is Lisko." He looked at it for a while and decided to come forward to talk.

The wandering singer stopped playing aimlessly, Lisko judged him to be an authentic Nordic race from his face, tall, blond and blue-eyed, with very white skin.

"Do you need help?" Lisko saw that he didn't speak, and began to ask again.

Of course, this is only because Lisko is too boring alone, he is not a Madonna heart attack.

"John Carew," the wandering singer couldn't stand Lisko staring at him, so he had to reply coldly.

When he opened his mouth, Lisko was taken aback. He thought he had met a disabled deaf-mute, so he asked if he needed help, but when the person in front of him spoke, his voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't drank water for many days. the same.