The bloke & I watched almost every sunset from the old fishing docks in Akranes for the eight days we were in Iceland. Each one was different and they were all spectacular. Our host told us that this one was going to be orange and blue, unlike the previous evening's, which was pink. I have no idea what combination of temperature, cloud cover, wind, season and ancient bone-bred fisherman's instinct he used to predict the colours but he was right.
I don't think it's possible that this view could grow tiresome.