The adventures with our friends Claire and Jeffrey continued. We rented a cabin in the middle of seemingly nowhere with an amazing view of a couple different glaciers and the surrounding mountains. It was very, very nice and modern and beautiful. Airbnb is a great way to find lodging like this! That is how Claire found this gem, and how I plan to find future getaway destinations.
In our sad car, with our trusty driver Chris at the helm, we drove and sought out new adventures each day. We stopped, per the before mentioned rule, whenever anyone wanted to explore something they saw out the window.
We saw this and stopped to explore it. It looked to be the ruins of an old house, built right into the mountain.
Once, along the road, we saw this huge formation, so we drove closer to it and then started to explore. There were vast fields of black lava nothingness stretched out around it, with a sign that showed an exclamation point, which we took to mean that we should not go past that sign. There was a cave in which someone had recently had a campfire, and an amazing path going up to the top. Chris and Jeffrey climbed up to the top and explored the ruins they found there. I stopped at the point where I saw a warning sign. With the boys ahead of me and out of earshot, I didn't dare climb any further than the photo of my boots dangling. It felt like the ground was very far away. But as I sat there, I heard Jeffrey's voice and snapped a photo of him at the top.
We passed through Vík, a small town with a breathtakingly beautiful beach. As usual, I took a lot of pictures, so here are some favorites from the beach. Poor Claire was chilled through and through, so she sat in the car trying to regain feeling in her extremities while the boys and I explored the black sand beach.
We visited Sólheimajökull, a baby glacier compared to the larger, less easily accessible glaciers in Iceland. It was beautiful and sad, as it is melting and disappearing before our eyes.
We also visited a really nice waterfall. The mist from the waterfall coated everything from rocks to benches in a layer of ice.
On our drive back to Reykjavik, we had a lovely view of the greenhouses that provide us with delicious and consistent tomatoes and cucumbers, among other things, all year long. And then I set up the tripod for a shot of me and the boys. Claire was cold, in the sad car. She looked down and looked up and was surrounded in white. There was a sudden blizzard, so we snapped a photo and ran back to the car. It is incredible how quickly the weather can change here.
We had such a great time with Claire and Jeffrey, our first visitors to use our guest bedroom concept. It was sad to see them go, and our apartment felt a little lonelier without them, but we have great pictures to remember our adventures by. And great memories, even though mine get all shuffled out of order. Thank you so much, Claire and Jeffrey, for coming to stay at Ásvallagata!