One of the first things that I noticed in Reykjavik were the murals. Just outside of our hostel were a few black and white pieces with a sixties feel to it on, what looked like, abandoned warehouses. (Yeah, we stayed in the best part of town...)
Then, as we walked into town, we saw so many more. Here are a few of my favourites.
|The first mural we spotted|
|Right around the corner from our hostel|
|The front of a bakery|
|At a back alley parking lot|
|The side of a restaurant|