Lake Hotel Egilsstadir, Iceland

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If you slept the rest of the way to the hotel after that hike, we don't blame you at all. We rest for the night at a country hotel close to Lake Lagarfljot (Lagarfljót). Supposedly the giant worm, Lagarfljotsormur, resides in the depths of the lake: Iceland’s version of the Loch Ness Monster. Maybe the northern lights will dance for us again tonight? On this tour our search for them never ends!

We're staying at Lake Hotel Egilsstadir, which has charming rooms--modern styled ones for the students, and antique-style for the teachers--and a renowned restaurant, noted for its innovative use of local ingredients. The town itself is mostly other hotels and guesthouses, but you can go for a wander and find a couple of different bistros, and some grocery stores if you need to stock up on bus snacks.

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Re: Salt Cafe and Bistro

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"I had to explain that the other day," she said. "No one's gonna shoot at us, or try to shoot us into space, and no one has to suit up even though the uniforms would be surprisingly warm here..."

Re: Salt Cafe and Bistro

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"Yeah, like we can look after the kids, but we don't have to watch them like back in town," Clint said. "Not that it wouldn't be nice to see you suited up. Your uniform accentuates all the nicest things about you."

Re: Salt Cafe and Bistro

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"I'm remembering you said that, and I'm going to carry it with me always. Like when I actually do put on the uniform for the first time again."

She was fine. She was just going to be self-conscious for a while.

Re: Salt Cafe and Bistro

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"I know I'm heavily biased, but I think you still look amazing," Clint said earnestly. "Baby weight and all. I'd take you in spandex any day."

Re: Salt Cafe and Bistro

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"I mean, I didn't keep most of the baby weight..."

She was fine.