I’m back! Sorry to have left everyone waiting for so long. Iceland, Kleine Fabriek and a Madonna concert sandwiched in between left me far more exhausted than I expected. I took the week to unplug and rest, and it was just what my body needed. Now I’m back with lots of Iceland stories and good things to share. Your patience will be rewarded!
Before I left for Iceland, the weather forecast for Reykjavik seriously freaked me out: 8℃ to 16℃ (colder than already-chilly Amsterdam) and raining all week. I was so not in the mood for cold and rain that I dragged Marlon into a long discussion of the pros and cons of canceling our trip and booking a last-minute escape to sunny Croatia.
We decided to go anyway, and I calmed myself by (over)packing for crappy weather. Among the contents of my suitcase: an umbrella, Timberland combat boots (my only “sensible” quasi-outdoor shoes), Uniqlo Heattech tops, two wool sweaters, several pairs of wool socks, two wool scarves, a knit headband, fleece leggings, a raincoat and a wool peacoat. So, which of these many garments did I actually end up using within hours of my arrival in Reykjavik?
None of the above. The answer is… my bathing suit!
With an evening arrival in Reykjavik, Marlon and I had just about enough time and energy to check into our apartment, have dinner, and do one other thing. When we found out that Laugardalslaug, Iceland’s largest geothermal swimming pool, was a 10-minute walk from our apartment, it became clear what that “one other thing” would be.