It’s an outrageously expensive country, the weather is horrible, but it’s fantastically beautiful. At the Djúpalónssandur beach I remarked to my wife Sue that it felt like a different planet. Thoroughly exotic.
Iceland is famous for volcanoes, the northern lights, hot springs, puffins, whales, glaciers and the aforementioned bad weather and high prices. Apart from the latter two, we hardly managed to experience any of the others, but we were still overwhelmed by the sheer beauty of the landscape. The main problem for a tourist is that there are so many attractions that you can only stop to appreciate a tiny fraction of them all. Driving along their mostly deserted roads you would wish to stop for numerous times to take pictures. Too bad that many of the best sights turn up where it’s impossible to park the car.
We arrived in Keflavik airport, slept for one night at a guesthouse in Keflavik and spent half a day in Reykjavik before driving off to the wilderness in the Snaefellsnes peninsula.
To be covered in future posts…