Day 18: Iceland
Current location: Keflavik Airport, Gate A15.
Current activity: Waiting for a flight to Berlin.
Current mood: Tired, but content.
I went ice climbing today, out on the Sólheimajökull glacier. It’s like rock climbing, but with ice instead of rocks, ice picks instead of hands, and pointy foot daggers instead of feet. Just a few minor differences.
One thing I like about Reykjavik is that it’s small enough that one can leave their apartment at 2:57am, and arrive at the airport shuttle bus stop by 3:00am, no matter where it is in the city (depending on your stance towards running).
Day 17: Reykjavik
A quiet day of city exploration.
Went on a walking tour guided by a local called Þórhallur Þórhallsson (but we can call him Thor), met a well-travelled German by the name of Stefan, chatted with an English couple Nigel and Jeanette over some Icelandic beers, and was given in-depth travel suggestions for Copenhagen and Berlin by a bartender whose name eludes me.
The people you meet.
Day 16: Iceland
Before the sun had even risen, I was on the bus for the Golden Circle tour.
Note that the sun doesn’t rise until 11am around here; in any case I was on the bus by 9.
The day was a journey through Icelandic geographies – a national park, ice covered land, waterfalls, geysers, a volcano and a geothermal hot spring.
One thing I’m not sure of is whether Windsor Smith designs their boots with the Icelandic countryside in mind. We shall soon find out.
Day 15: Reykjavik
Just as Leif Erikson Day commerates his leading the Europeans to continental North America, today marks my first step onto Icelandic soil (some of which was actually snow).
It was warmer in Iceland when I arrived than London from which I departed. Which is to say, not cold enough to prevent a late night walk of the city’s sights.
Day 13: London
Towers and bridges were the theme of the day. It’s a change from the, at this point, quotidian palaces and museums.
London Bridge seemed quite structurally integral. A far cry from the state of falling down that the old ditty would have one believe.
Day 12: Cambridge
Less than a day into my London accommodation, it’s time for a day-trip.
Cambridge is quite beautiful, both the town and the colleges. My children are going to go there – logistics be damned.
Pictured: various colleges of Cambridge, on which the sun is setting.
Day 11: Calais / Dover / London
Answer: ride the ferry.
Pros: the idyllic port town of Calais; the White Cliffs of Dover; the thrill of the ocean.
Cons: 10 hours (Paris to London).
Conclusion: book the Eurostar in advance to ensure you get a ticket.
Maybe it’s the shared language speaking, but England almost feels like home.
Day 10: Paris
Last day in Paris, in which I decide to travel the city by foot to absorb Parisien culture.
Absorbed some good culture at Sacré-Cœur. It was a purported 1h30 walk from my apartment but I got sidetracked on the way.
Absorbed some good culture at the Panthéon. Not to be confused with the Pantheon, which is in Rome and isn’t spelt in French. This one has a Foucault pendulum and Marie Curie’s crypt.
Absorbed some good culture at La Crêperie. And by culture I mean crêpes.
Day 9: Paris
1/1/2018; a rainy day in Paris. Not much to do on a New Year’s Day but wander and wonder at the architectures of the city.
Notre-Dame, the Luxor Obelisk and the Arc de Triomphe were among the sights seen today. Walked the Champs-Élysées by evening, was quite busy. Art vs. Science may have been right all along.
Pictured: me getting caught in the rain.
Not pictured: Pina Coladas.