two unrelated things

The full Iceland set is up on Flickr. I hadn't finished putting in all of the meta-data in iPhoto before I uploaded (quite frankly: I forgot), but the photographs themselves are still pretty. Above is Lóndrangar — sea pillars from an extinct volcano, on the edge of the Snæfellsnes peninsula. The water beyond is the North Atlantic. It was stupendously beautiful, even if the weather was not.

In terms of my more current activities:


Still percolating. It's a little bit subliminal, really. The Christmas magazines are out (two of them, now), so it's time to be thinking about this, seasonal 20-degree weather, acres of calendar time and lack of snow be damned. I may have entirely leapfrogged over Hallowe'en, Thanksgiving and Remembrance Day.

waste water reclamation

Last day: Blue Lagoon


We spent our last day/morning/early afternoon at the spa, like all Icelanders expect obedient tourists to do. They even have a bus service that takes you from Reykjavík to Blue Lagoon, stores your luggage, and then takes you straight to the airport.

And yes, the water really is that colour (and it really is reclaimed waste water).

culture day

Sixth day: National Museum


And tomorrow we go home. Sigh.

mudpots!

Contrary to what I've been posting so far, Iceland isn't entirely coastline. (Just mostly.)

Fifth Day: Reykjanes

Icelandic fog is still fog.

Fourth day: Snaefellsnes


Today it rained. All day.

Viðey

Third day: Walkabout on Viðey

halfway to Europe

I was going to write this whole post about how this summer was really fun, but also really hot, and how I am not really a heat-loving, beach-going sort of girl. Then I was going to tell you how this summer has caused me to dream about colder climates, and then I was going to wrap up the whole story by telling you that I was going to go to Iceland.

Except then I got behind, as I normally do, and things got really busy, as they normally are, and now I'm actually in Iceland, so all I can give you is the belated news and a few pictures from the past two days.

It's been 15 degrees here, in the sun, by the way. It's like heaven. But with sleet.

First day: whale-watching


Yeah, they all kind of look like waves.

Second day: glacier hiking (and some ice climbing)




And now, in the courtyard below our hotel window, there are a bunch of inebriated people singing "We are the Champions" in Icelandic accents. A few minutes ago some of them were doing the wave. I really have no clue what's going, but apparently it's hilarious to all involved (even us eavesdroppers).