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At the seashore the giant langoustine makes appointments with mermaids and landlubbers. He waves his large claws, attracting the desire to be in the company of starfish and lumpfish. The village´s corrugated iron houses, located just above its harbour, smack of ocean fragrance and seahorses. The village is named Stokkseyri and it sits just sixty thousand meters from Icelands capital, with a view of volcanoes, the ocean and endless hayfields.  Under the stars, an even more important journey takes place – across salivating tongues, beautiful stomachs and joyful minds.