First, some reading material for you:
A review of a book written by another, earlier tourist to Iceland.
Yeah, the Summer Solstice- on a Monday night.
Instead of dancing around a bonfire with some Icelandic druids or neopagan wiccans, I'm holed up in a nondescript one-room apartment in a commercial section of Reykjavik, about 2 Km from the downtown "action" area. Ah well, it's still within walking distance.
Departed from Heimaey (the Pompeii of the North) via the ferry this afternoon, and after a 150 Km trip back to Reykjavik, I managed to find my latest hotel room after driving around the city for an hour.
A review of a book written by another, earlier tourist to Iceland.
Yeah, the Summer Solstice- on a Monday night.
Instead of dancing around a bonfire with some Icelandic druids or neopagan wiccans, I'm holed up in a nondescript one-room apartment in a commercial section of Reykjavik, about 2 Km from the downtown "action" area. Ah well, it's still within walking distance.
Departed from Heimaey (the Pompeii of the North) via the ferry this afternoon, and after a 150 Km trip back to Reykjavik, I managed to find my latest hotel room after driving around the city for an hour.
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