As we move west towards Reykjavik the emphasis moves from ice (glaciers) to fire (volcanoes) and we started the day with a hint of fire. This involved a short drive back east towards Vik to Reynisfjara beach. This is a
Iceland – the clue is in the name, though to clarify things a little further, they do call it the land of fire and ice. Today we spent most of our time with the latter. The moniker is very apposite
Once moored in Seyðisfjörður nothing happened particularly quickly. We had to wait to disembark as ambulance staff needed to take off an unwell passenger first. Then we waited for the bus …. About an hour and a half later we
It always seems to me that travel shouldn’t be too easy. Modern sanitised forms of transport mean that you are hardly aware of the changing landscape and culture you have travelled through and to. Being transported (or herded?) in a