Here’s the thing about day 1 of Amsterdam. A lot of it was spent sleeping, on a plane, or in the airport. Continue reading
Day 2 in the Books!
We got a bit of a late start, because we slept almost 14 hours. Whoops. But we needed it, and it made yours truly much more pleasant to be around.
I drove again today (because I’m shit at navigating and a slightly better driver), and we made a couple wrong turns and I didn’t let someone go who had the right of way. I was pretty annoyed with myself and getting a bit discouraged. And then the radio, which plays a mix of Icelandic and American music, played “Take Me Home, Country Roads.”
“Think that’s your dad trying to calm you down?” Chris asked.
I did. And it did.
No further problems the rest of the day, except that Chris took issue with how fast I went over the speed bumps. (“We both almost hit our heads on the ceiling!”) Whatever. I went the speed limit. Oh, and she insists I almost wrecked the car when I saw a gay-rainbow bus. I was fully in control, but I was pretty excited.
We saw Gullfoss waterfall and Geysir geyser (the geyser which all geysers are named after!), plus Strokker geyser, which we saw erupt a few times. We spent the evening strolling the city a bit and finished with a delicious meal at Burro, an Icelandic tapas restaurant.
My only regret is that we didn’t stop at Ruby Tuesday. Who knew there were three in Iceland?! Zero in Pittsburgh and three here. So unfair.