About three weeks after getting back from my last trip in May, I bought a one-way ticket to Reykjavik. A month later, I booked five days in a hostel. And that was it. I did no research. I booked no tours or busses or anything. I didn't have any contacts. I barely even glanced at a map.
Just before I left, I started to panic a little bit and felt like I should at least google stuff to do in Iceland, but I suppressed the urge and went on with the planless plan. Thank goodness I did that. Because you know what? Coming to Iceland without an itinerary has developed itself into some of the best travel experiences I've ever had.
I spent my first full day in the "big" city of Reykjavik, wandering around in a jet-lagged daze. I tried to walk up and down the more populated streets with shops and cafes lining the sides, but despite the violent wind, I kept getting drawn to the edge of the water and the gorgeous view of this huge snow-topped mountain, looming over the bay.
I needed to be out there. Out where there is little-to-no civilization and nothing but more mountains and endless ocean and fields. I couldn't believe my luck when that night at the Kex Hostel, I met a Canadian couple and an Australian guy who had the same desire to escape the city, and invited me along with them to rent a car and drive through the country for a few days. I cancelled the final 3 days of my stay in Reykjavik and off we went.
We first headed South towards the city of Vik. What was supposed to be a 2 1/2 hour drive turned into a 6 hour journey with too many scenic stops to count. The day trip there and back included a race up a mini-mountain with the most stunning view from the top,
developing a bitterness towards waterfalls after visiting the famous Seljalandsfoss and, with a huge gust of wind, getting the entire load of water dumped right on top of me,
a lot of sheep,
and hours of walking barefoot on sparkling black-sand beaches.
I knew after one day of exploring that this place had something magic about it. I can't even seem to describe it without using boatloads of clichés and over-reaching metaphors, so I'll just leave it at this: Iceland is purely and perfectly beautiful and I'm not sure if I have seen anywhere else in the world that can compare. You just have to arrive with a loose schedule, an open mind, the yearning to find inspiration, and the rest will fall into place.
Well, it has worked out so far...
More adventure to come.
Stunning, stunning, stunning! What a great beginning!
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