If you’re a Game of Thrones fan and you happen to find yourself in Iceland, I highly recommend that you check out Gray Line Tours’ Game of Thrones tour. The highlights were Þingvellir National Park (home to the first Viking parliament! We got to walk the path of the Vikings) and a Settlement Era Viking Lodge at Þjórsárdalur. The “Þ” character is pronounced as “th” like in “thing,” by the way. Thingvellir.
I will say, though, that the weather was pretty terrible on the Saturday of the tour. Rainy, windy and generally overcast. You can’t entirely tell from the pictures the extent of it. But if you check out the one of my friend and I in front of the waterfall, her hood is being blown up by the wind. The coolest part of the park was being on the Mid-Atlantic Ridge, which separates the North American and Eurasian tectonic plates.
Anyway, I’ll let the pictures do most of the talking on this post.
I figure a few weeks out from my trip was high time to finally start writing about my time there.
To start with, it was amazing. What little I saw of the country has it ranked as the prettiest, most surreal place on earth. With some of the nicest people too. Honestly.
This post is going to be about Thursday, our first day, in Reykjavik. At the end, there’ll be short reviews of the airline and the hostel.
Of course, I didn’t sleep on the flight to Reykjavik, because despite it being a red eye, it was only around 1:30 a.m. EST when we landed at KEF. Iceland doesn’t participate in Daylight Savings/European Summer Time, so the time difference was only 4 hours. We pre-booked our fly- bus from the airport to the hostel which saved us a few bucks, but more importantly was just a serious convenience. That bus took us to the bus terminal and we hopped on a smaller bus to get dropped off at our hostel – most of downtown Reykjavik is too small for the full sized buses. We immediately dropped our bags, used the WC and went on a hunt for coffee and food.
It’s happening. For real. Seriously.
Photo from Moyan Brenn on flickr.
In September I’m headed to Iceland with my friend, Ashley.We haven’t technically travelled with each other. But we did actually meet while studying abroad in London.
It wasn’t totally spur of the moment, it took us a bit for the momentum to get going, but here we are. Tickets booked, hostel beds reserved.