Hi there, friends. I hope you enjoyed my piece on our first hours of Iceland. I love this space in that I can rant and ramble while sharing my personal work. I wrote two other pieces of our time in Iceland and will be sharing those later. For now I wanted to give a little peak into our many roadtrips we took around that beautiful island. Warning: these pictures are nutso.
Our second day we drove south east towards Vik and stopped along the way as much as we could. One of the most memorable and crazy crazy crazy beautiful things we saw was the Skogafoss waterfall (ahem, surrounded by perfect blue skies, and a double rainbow). We were stunned speechless as we drove down a tiny road to the parking lot, climbed a million stares to the top, and took all of the trails to the various cliff side views. I felt my stomach drop to my butt as I peaked out over the edges, that were not, I should add, blocked by any sort of safety precautions. Except for the very top which was a simple wooden-railed lookout spot. We hiked a bit down a backpacking trail next to the river and listened to a group of french school girls sing a super catchy tune. We pulled off our shoes and ate lunch and listened to the falls and felt the sun warm on our shoulders.
Our next stop that day was the little town of Vik. Probably the most "touristy" of all destinations that we found ourselves in, we were warned more than once by people we met in Reykjavik to not be idiots and climb out onto rocks. The ocean will eat you they said, and it won't be pleasant. I thought, "common sense, duh" but alas, when we came to the cliffs there were some brainless tourists climbing out right next to the raging waves. Good. Smart. The woman we witnessed getting soaked by a wave did in fact live but there have been many a tourist that weren't as lucky.
Despite the dumb tourists, the town was stunning. I watched a river meet the ocean for the first time and sat breathing in fresh ocean air on pitch black sand beaches. Simply put, it was other-wordly.
Yes the horses are plentiful, and they're the cutest things I've ever seen. They talk to you and jump fences and hang out in the middle of the road. This one pictured above was talking to us the entire time we were parked and taking photos. Maybe he was singing. Either way, I was slightly terrified but mostly I just really wanted to squeeze his fluffy neck.
On our trip up north, we stopped along the highway to catch our breaths after taking in some of the most intense views. We walked toward the edge of the cliff and peered down to the bluest and clearest ocean I have ever seen. We sat and took the cold wind on our face and couldn't move because of how beautiful it all was. The only negative of the whole trip was that we wanted to swim in it so. badly. It was torture. But the freezing waves would have most likely been much worse.
If you've ever had the thought, "I think I want to go to Iceland," or "Huh, everyone seems to be going to Iceland, maybe it's cool." Save yourself some brain space and go. It's unbelievable. My words and photos are not even close to being enough to illustrate what we experienced. But I'm going to keep trying, so stay tuned.