Travel Journals

The end of the fjord

Hello from the end of the fjord in the northeastern Icelandic village of Seydisfjordur! Mom and I arrived here last night after a long day of driving through gravel, dust, rain, snow, rainbows, and high winds. I told her that I thought the only thing missing was the locusts! The scenery here is so changeable... we’ve passed through volcanic moonlike landscapes, desert, strange and wild rock formations, huge cliffs, the sea, glaciers, plains, and everything in between. There’s no way to portray the vastness here in photographs... the scale is immense and awe-inspiring.

I met up with Mom (finally) in London after some logistical airline and airport foibles and we had 3 days together to poke around the sites there. Then up to Reykjavik for 4 days where we explored museums and cultural centers and shops and geothermal pools and went whale-watching. We’ve now been on the road a few days heading south and east along the Ring Road. There is so much to see: geysers, waterfalls, glaciers, icebergs, cliffs, and colorful towns and farmhouses. It’s a lovely (though expensive) place, and I’m so happy to be with Mom and to be exploring another island after Flores.

One of my favorite experiences so far has been hiking along behind a giant and deafening waterfall. It was so green and mossy and misty and enormous, and the power of the water crashing down was really incredible. Or seeing truly blue icebergs floating in the water at Jokulsarlon (two James Bond movies + Tomb Raider have been filmed at that spot!) Or floating around in the geothermal and steamy pools of the Blue Lagoon outside of Reykjavik. Wonderful!

Here’s hoping that all is well and equally inspiring wherever you are...