Lisco's American Life

Lisko walked and walked, and it was already afternoon before he knew it, but the sky was still as bright as in the morning. Because Iceland is south of the Arctic Circle, the daylight here can sometimes reach 22 hours.

He dined at Matur og Drykkur, a Michelin-starred restaurant at noon. The symbol here is the unique Nordic cuisine, which attracted Lisko's visit.

However, the meal was not a pleasant experience, and the service and food here were disappointing. The appetizer (fish with green apple and cucumber) and dessert (chocolate yogurt smoothie) were good, but the main course (smoked cauliflower, kale crisp)

Slices, beetroot wheat kernels with salted lingonberries) were a failure. They were bland and greasy. The kale was overcooked, not crispy at all, and soaked in oil, and the salted lingonberries had almost no flavor. Lisco also sent it back

A dish of Icelandic lamb with radish sauce because the meat is chewy.

The only popular dish is the cod head poached in chicken stock, a dish unique to the restaurant and a perfect example of a reimagining of Icelandic cuisine. The cod head is poached in chicken stock and the most delicious parts of the cod head are used.

Cod cheeks, served with potato salad and lovage.

Lovage is a unique herb whose fragrance comes from its leaves.

Lisko liked this dish very much, and it added some comfort to this unsatisfactory gourmet journey. Lisko felt a little distressed when paying the bill. The meal cost him nearly a hundred dollars, and the prices in Iceland are the lowest in Northern Europe.

It’s expensive, and it doesn’t bring you any surprises.

According to the plan, the last attraction today was the town of Vic, a rural town in the south with its back to the sea. Lisko arrived here quickly by car.

Most of the houses in the town have white walls and red roofs, with two-story designs and lofts on the roofs, making it easy for people to immerse themselves in this pastoral mood.

There are not many attractions in the town. The first place Lisko went to was the black sand beach. It was once rated as one of the ten most beautiful beaches in the world. Its characteristic is the black sand beach.

The unique black color makes the town of Vic show its charming allure; the transparent black sand beach is like the charming eyes of Vic Town, which is deep and mysterious. Its gaze seems to penetrate directly to the bottom of your heart, making people feel

Fascinating and unfathomable; the vast black beach stretches along the winding coast, and the clear water gently washes away the black and transparent sand. It is also like the black hair of this beautiful girl in the small town of Vic,

Floating softly in the sea breeze, it exudes a charming atmosphere. The Black Beach and the "Beacon Hill" reef face each other across the sea and echo from afar. It is a kind of eternal 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 sparkling. If one day, you walk in the gentle sunshine, if one day, you stroll on

On the black beach, if one day you are immersed in the song of the sea, then on that day, you will be the princess or prince in this beautiful fairy tale

Lisko stood on the beach, took off his shoes and socks, and felt the caress of the beach on the soles of his feet. Looking far away, he could see several small islands with strange shapes. Several small islands were connected together, a bit like Lisko

I have seen brush stands. It is said that due to global warming and rising water levels, only a few of these majestic mountains from more than a century ago are left. They are now occupied by seabirds and have become their paradise.

Next to the beach is another scenery, the Organ Rock Cliff. The rock wall is very steep, with multi-edge pillars hanging on it. They don't have the artificial posture of the strange rocks, but more of thick colors and natural textures.

Form. They are formed by hot magma rocks. When the rolling magma rushes to the edge of the steep cliff, it quickly swoops down. For a relatively long period of time, the magma will continue to flow down the cliff. The cold weather makes the boiling

The magma quickly cooled and solidified. Under the careful carvings of nature, pillars were erected on the cliffs. They were arranged neatly and orderly. At first glance, they looked similar to Reykjavik Cathedral.

This place is called Organ Rock Cliff.

The uncanny workmanship of nature carved the dark, hard basalt into an exquisite organ, which is astonishing.

The cliffs of Organ Rock and the black beach are nestled together, guarding this magnificent sea area.

Of course, these beautiful scenery did not escape Lisko's hands. He picked up his camera and took pictures of everything in sight. He regretfully stopped only when the film in the camera ran out.

The beauty of these beautiful scenery cannot be understood in words. Only by being in it can you appreciate the miraculous craftsmanship of nature. The scenery of Iceland did not leave any regrets to Lisko. Ice and fire coexist here, as well as icebergs and hot springs.

All blended together, it really looks like a scene from a fantasy fairy tale.

On the way back, Lisko leaned against the window with his headphones on. There were not many people in the car, only scattered passengers. Lisko looked at the scenery the car drove past, including volcanoes, waterfalls, rivers, lakes, glaciers and unique

The mountain scenery makes him feel like time has slowed down.

After getting off the car and arriving at the stop near the hotel, Lisko looked at the sky and saw that it was still early. He still had too many sights to see in Iceland and planned to use today's time to walk around the streets of the city.

Lisko met a wandering singer at the intersection. He was sitting by the wall, playing music for a while, and his guitar was carelessly strummed by him. It could be heard from the music that he was not very interested.

Lisko happened to have nothing to do, 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 playing. Everyone just walked past him without stopping.

There were only a few scattered Icelandic crowns in the piano case in front of the wandering singer. It looked like there was not even 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 looked at his face and judged that he was an authentic Nordic race, tall, blond, blue-eyed, and with very white skin.

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

Of course, this is just because Lisko is too boring alone, and he is not having a heart attack.

"John Carew," the street singer couldn't stand Lisko staring at him, so he could only reply coldly.

When he opened his mouth, Lisko was startled. He thought he had met a disabled deaf-mute, so he asked if he needed help. However, when the person in front of him spoke, his voice was hoarse, as if he had not drank water for many days.

The same.