We totally fell in love with Hofn. It’s the farthest point from Reykjavik that we drove to: 280 miles/455 kilometers and the closest “metropolis” to the glacier lagoon. It’s one of those places that, looking back, I’m not quite sure why we were so enamored with–other than that it gave us our first cup of hot coffee in the morning, a soak in a hot tub and some pretty spectacular views.
The town only has about 1,600 people, but it’s a popular destination for seafood: Hofn means “harbor” in Icelandic. We had a break from trail mix with the salad bar, free wifi and super-friendly servers at Kaffi Hornid and then soaked in the hot tubs and took a ride down the lobster slide at the public pool next door. There’s nothing incredible about the town–although I think I would be happy to stay there for quite a while!–but the scenery that surrounds it is just spectacular.