Reykir, Laugabakka

We are on our way to Akrureyri to visit our younger son and our daughter-in law, Gunnlaug a constant blipper.
Numi, our older boy son, is travelling with us to visit his cousins.
On the way we stopped here, at Reykir, because I wanted to show Numi where I was "í sveit" when I was 6 years old with my sister four years older.
We were in the white house in the middle. Where the white house is in the hill was a sod house were people lived. I visited and the floor was mud but in the house it was of wood and smelled like i WILL NEVER FORGET.