Iceland

After New York, we headed to Reykjavik, Iceland. Intended only as a short stay and as a way of breaking up the otherwise longer haul back to Earth (otherwise known as the “UK”), Reykjavik turned out to be more of a snapshot into the country than anything else.

To say this was an awesome experience would be an outright lie. A sleepless overnight flight here saw me develop the worst jetlag I’ve ever experienced, and the following 22 hours of sunlight each day did not help. That said, I have no complaints about Reykjavik itself. We stayed in the quiet, almost sleepy little town of Lind, where we were able to enjoy beautiful views of the grey mountains across the water. We were also able to enjoy all-you-can-eat breakfasts at our hotel, something I thoroughly took advantage of seeing as it was the end of our trip!

A beautiful view

No idea what this is supposed to be

The only excursion we did here though was to the infamous Blue Lagoon. It’s a geothermal spring that’s been commercialised to serve those wishing to spend the day relaxing in a steamy pool with mud-creams on their faces and drinks in-hand. With barely a day and a half this seemed to be the only logical outing, and while we enjoyed the two hours with the option of staying all day, I can’t imagine why anyone would want to spend any longer there. Not only does it get uncomfortably hot after a while and somewhat suffocating but the prices are (naturally) extortionate.

On entry you’re provided with a wrist band with which you’re able to order drinks from the pool-based bars. Luckily, and thanks to how much the heat from the pool was probably dehydrating our bodies, we only had a hankering for fruit smoothies, which we actually sank in under five minutes (see, that’s how they get you). Actually, our entire stay in Iceland was shockingly heavy in cost. Just one pub meal – tasty though might I add – set us back fifty pounds. But now I’m getting into travel tips territory, and I’m merely just trying to have a whinge, so I'll move swiftly on.

Warm, relaxing, peaceful. Maybe this is why mums go to Iceland?

The rugged terrain of Iceland

Sadly we didn’t see much of the Icelandic countryside, but we did see a small portion of the landscape surrounding Reykjavik during our coach journeys to and from the airport and Blue Lagoon. I instantly drew comparisons in my mind to that of Scotland; a sort of dull green filling a very rugged and harsh landscape, with moss-clad rocks and seemingly constant rainfall. There’s no doubt we’ll return one day to do what we do best and what we’ve done throughout our three-month trip: explore the more natural and awe-inspiring beauty a country has on offer. On that note, this post marks the end of our incredible adventure. 

But once a curious rookie, always a curious rookie. In other words, this blog isn't going anywhere, and I'll still be bringing you all the movie reviews you need as well as a continued travel journal as we explore the British countryside. I'll also be discussing how travelling has inspired me creatively, along with updates on the two novels I'm going to be working on: fanfiction novel Ghostbusters Academy, and one whose title I refuse to disclose, but codenamed Pangaea. 

So there's plenty of new and exciting things coming up. After all, where one adventure ends, another begins.