I promised you a post about the Icelandic guesthouse with free roaming bunnies, so here it is. Hrifunes is one of those B&B’s that you dream about finding. Remote, quirky, very friendly, with stunning rooms and food. We’d booked a room in the annexe as I’m a very light sleeper, and within seconds of arriving had decided that we needed to redecorate our bedroom back home to look like this one did. The room was called ‘Lakakiger’ – after a nearby row of volcanic craters, and was decorated in olde worlde Icelandic farmhouse style, complete with pebble floor shower.
Whilst carrying bags from the car to the room, I caught a glimpse of something fluffy, and turned around expecting to find a cat, only to be met by a very affectionate bunny rabbit. He obligingly stayed put whilst I petted him, before hopping off to get on with his bunny business. Over tea and biscuits in the main house, the B&B supervisor told us that they’d given up trying to get the bunnies back in to their cages at night, but that they always come back for food. Haukar – one of the owners of the B&B, is a well known photographer in Iceland, and his work adorns the walls. He and his wife Hadda also run very popular photography courses.
After strolling across the fields to admire the glacial river, we headed back to the main house for the set dinner. We’d read great things about the food here, and had booked months ago to ensure our place at the table! We couldn’t have asked for a better evening. The meal was entirely gluten and nut free, to cater for several guests’ allergies, mine included, but was absolutely delicious. The thai soup starter was followed by a selection of meat, fish and veg dishes, and then a chocolate crumb cream pudding. Everyone was left licking their spoons. The mix of diners was interesting too – including another Welsh woman; and one of the American guests was more than happy to share a small bottle of tequila she’d bought at the airport.
On leaving the main house, the French family squealed with delight when they saw the two bunny rabbits outside in the parking area, and sure enough the bunnies stuck around for strokes. This place is special enough as it is, but having fluffy creatures to hand definitely adds to the appeal. Rich and I weren’t quite ready for bed yet so headed up the empty road to get a sense of the dark skies and big spaces. We unanimously agreed that we didn’t want to go home, but that places like Hrifunes will keep us coming back to Iceland for the rest of our lives. It just has that special something.