Iceland, Day 3

How has it been three days?!

Today we put our rental car to the test and went from Reykjavík to Jökulsárlón glacier lagoon — a 5-hour trip one way.I hardly slept last night so, to no one’s surprise, I was a little grumpy. But Chris took the wheel after an hour, and I got a nap. And then some lunch. And then my mood improved. Oh, Monica. How does she put up with you?

Our first stop was Reynisfjara, which also happened to be the wallpaper in Chris’ computer for two years. Bucket list item for her.

Next we stopped at a crazy diner/gas station/mini mart that I dubbed Icelandic Sheetz. We had delicious lamb soup and a lamb burger.

Our last stop was Jökulsárlón, a lake that had bits of glacier bobbing in it. It was one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen.

One of the best parts of the day was the scenery along the way, so here’s some of that.

Also, our first task of the day? Getting gas. It’s 6am and 3 degrees Celsius outside. I pay with my credit card, and it asks for a pin.

But…I have no pin.

It’s freezing, I’m exhausted, and we are in Iceland. I shrug and enter the pin to my debit card, thinking if I ever set one up, that was probably it.

Bingo.

Oh, and I thought I locked us in a bathroom for 20 seconds before Chris saved the day.

Tomorrow’s our last day here! So much lamb soup, so little time.

Iceland, Day 2

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.”

Commence sobbing.

“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.