The Icelandic Phallological Museum was so. Incredibly. Gross. It was an especially bad call to go right after brunch. And yes, their logo is a penis super-imposed on top of a silhouette of Iceland.
As I mentioned in my last blog post, the place was on my list of things to check out at some point if time allowed. There were a few museums and such that I didn’t end up having time for, and entire areas I didn’t have time in my schedule to venture towards. When I happened upon the museum on my way into downtown Reykjavik, I didn’t realize that’s where it was located – it was just a fortuitous passing-by.
Now, I’m not saying you shouldn’t go – what I’m saying is that it’s not all giggles. I found myself getting a litttllee biiittt nauseous. D: It WAS cool and interesting. But yeah. Gross. x_x;
And with that marked off my list, it was time to see what else the town had to offer. : )