Whiteout

What a difference one night can make. While the Roberts’ got their sleep on, winter arrived in Reykjavik. Not just regular winter either. No, this is full on, day after a blizzard, where did I leave my car kind of winter.

The sun is out and it is a beautiful day, but that early afternoon flight isn’t looking so promising. To no surprise, as we are heading out to breakfast we get the email from Icelandair that we’re not going anywhere until this evening.

With some time to kill, we head outside into a winter wonderland. Everything is covered with a think blanket of snow, people are walking down the middle of streets devoid of vehicles, and everywhere kids are playing. The best part is, we don’t actually live here and we don’t have to shovel one bit.

As we’ve been given the gift of an extra day, it only seems right to spend it seeing something truly special. That’s right, we’re going to The Icelandic Phallological Museum. The “the world’s largest display of penises and penile parts” is a bucket list item if there ever was one, and just how lucky are the boys to be able to cross it off their list before they are even out of high school.

Where else can you see a first edition super hero comic?

Or take a call on the penis phone?

It’s pretty much all I can do to get the most studious of group through all the exhibits and into the gift shop.

They boys don’t have enough money for the good stuff, but we do find a store nearby with a wide selection of touristy knick knacks – the kind that make their way into a junk drawer within a month of returning home.

From here, there’s nowhere to go but down, and with our time running out, we start making our way to the airport. On the way, we stop in at Viking World, a small museum dedicated to the early settlers of Iceland. The big attraction is a full-size replica of a Viking ship that was discovered in Norway in the late 1800s.

After turning in the rental car, there’s nothing left to do but wait for the long flight back home. We’ve had an unforgettable time in Iceland and bring back nothing but great memories (except for the tragic loss of fun).