On Sunday, we left Iceland and planet Earth behind. Perhaps the solar system too.
The landscapes we saw that day were unlike anything we’d experienced along our trip to that point — which is saying a lot, considering that everything we’d seen so far had almost defied belief.
Our fourth day in Iceland, Haider and I planned to visit the Snæfellsnes peninsula, but we woke up late, ill-prepared and feeling a little off. Rather than stress ourselves out trying to cram the day as full as the last few had been, we decided to take our time.
We picked up some groceries and plotted out a few highlights of Snæfellsnes that we wanted to hit, while keeping our schedule decidedly unambitious. We reasoned that it wasn’t worth trying to maximize every second of daylight if we’d only end up irritable and burnt out.
It was okay, because (to quote countless white girl Facebook memes) the real adventure of the day was the journey, not the destination.
I woke up in Reykjavik feeling refreshed and ready for adventure. We planned to pick up our rental car and trek out to the southeast coastal town of Vík, about two hours from Reykjavik. In between lies the Golden Circle, which is the most popular tourist area as it’s easily accessed from Reykjavik and contains a few of the country’s best-known natural wonders: waterfalls, lakes, glaciers and geysers.
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