Caramel was the friendliest Icelandic horse I met. She nuzzled real close, sniffing the burger sauce I dripped on my jacket while I was at Geysir.

 

You can clearly see by the grin on my face how ecstatic I was to befriend one of these Icelandic horses. These stubby, chubby, furry creatures were the highlight of the Golden Circle tour. I named this one Caramel, after the ice cream I had earlier. She was my favorite.

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