We arrived in Keflavik on September 2, about a 45 minute drive from the world's most northern capital city, Reykjavic. We spent our first two nights here.
I didn't know much about Iceland prior to going, but here are some basic level facts:
Reyjavic actually wasn't too exciting. It was very expensive (slice of pizza around $7-8), and is certainly not Iceland's main tourist draw. However, it’s always cool to walk around a foreign city, which is free of course, so we did plenty of city exploring.
GoT fans might recognize Iceland's continental rift at Þingvellir as the non-CGI base of the trail to the Bloody Gate.
Next was Geysir. You might think that is an unoriginal name for a geyser, but in fact, every other geyser in the world is named after this one. This is the one Geysir to rule them all. There was two geysers at Geysir, Strokkur erupts about 20 metres in the air every 5-8 minutes, and GEYSIR can erupt to over 70 metres high.
On our way out of the park, we read the signage at the entrance. The last time Geysir erupted was 1973. After we saw that we were very comfortable moving on.
The Golden Circle day’s weather was golden. Warm days, blue skies, smooth driving. The day after was quite the opposite, and made me quite thankful Lindy insisted on having good wardrobe for all conditions.
We got wet at one of Iceland’s tallest waterfalls, dried off while walking to a super cool glacier, got more wet whilst puffin viewing at a black sand beach. Finally, we had enough involuntary water so we just went swimming. Although it was a balmy 10 degrees or so, the thermal vents at this state of the art luxury facility made for a lovely dip.
After the swim, it was off to our last tourism item in Iceland, ANOTHER waterfall. Could this one really be that different from the previous ones? By this point we’d seen a bunch of beautiful waterfalls, it was getting late in the day, and we had just started to dry off. We were actually considering skipping it and heading back to Reykjavic to get our final sleep before Norway.
BUT we smartened up and pulled into Seljalandfoss. I’m really glad we did. Not only could you walk behind this waterfall, but it had a few smaller waterfalls near by.
One was inside a cave, and one you could CLIMB UP! TO THE TOP OF THE CLIFF! I got REALLY excited by this and it was REALLY great. I’ll post a video of the climb and the view at the top to YouTube soon.
After a foggy, rainy drive back to Reykjavic, we settled in for a 4 hour nap at our hostel. The next day we would be flying to Bergen, Norway to see some familiar faces, have our legs destroyed by a 30 foot troll tongue, and get weirded out by some freaky deaky statues.
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