As we turned toward Reykjavík, a tangible sense of trepidation filled the car. The thought that we would be able to successfully navigate through an unfamiliar city and its inevitable traffic mayhem, without a detailed street map to assist us, and on to the hotel we had selected from our trusted Lonely Planet book seemed…
One day, I’ll stop going on and on about our visit to Iceland. One day, I’ll finish writing about the trip and will post the account of our final day in that magnificent country. Today is not that day. On a positive note, I do at least recognise the signs of my obsession with the place.…
I’ve had over 17,000 mornings during my lifetime, but I doubt I’ve ever awoken as cautiously as I did in the Hótel Egilsen on 9th November 2014. We had occupied a room at the top of the hotel and, lying in bed, I could reach up and touch the slanting ceiling above me; a ceiling…
With our path to the north blocked by the vast Vatnajökull ice cap, to the south by the Atlantic Ocean and with a single road to choose from, we weren’t exactly embarrassed by our wealth of direction options for our second day in Iceland. It was either east or west. Although we were only 24…
There have probably been more pleasant introductions to a country. As the sliding doors at Iceland’s Keflavík airport parted, and before we had placed a foot outside, gale force winds and driving rain attacked us from out of the darkness and threatened to send us tumbling back to the hire car desk. This wasn’t the…
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