He said, “Girl, you’re a beauty like I’ve never witnessed
And I’ve seen the Northern Lights dance in the air
But I’ve felt the cold that can follow the first kiss
And there’s not enough heat in the fires burning there.”
—John Hiatt, Icy Blue Heart
The Land of Fire and Ice was one of those destinations that was never really on my radar. Not until Yoko Ono set up her Imagine Peace Tower. Not until Larry toured and touted its wonders. Not until I decided I must see the Aurora Borealis before I die. I tucked Iceland into that folder that was fading : “Adventuress (of sorts).” Was I ever? Was I still?
I was given the chance to find out. A stopover from London (on a mission to distribute my friend’s ashes into the Thames). An affordable flight. Three nights at an airbnb lodging. My Flybus deposited me onto a terrain with volcanic peaks and street names jumbled up like a very bad Scrabble hand. In the fog, no less. I was in Reykjavik with no immediate plan except to explore. And to soak in the Blue Lagoon.
Kind of in chronological order—but because Iceland is randomly cute and majestic and only a View-Master could possibly do it justice—my photos:
OK, after that 9-hour bus tour, my next day was spent roaming the city . . .
Oh, last but not least! Right before I boarded my plane.
all photos copyright Sharon Watts 2017
Thanks! Iceland is very photogenic 🙂
I enjoyed being able to virtually tour Iceland via this post. It looks incredible. I’d love to visit it someday.
It’s getting easier, Sheryl! Especially if you are heading to Europe via Icelandair, which is what I did. Glad you enjoyed!