ICELAND
August 11, 2016

Well, we didn't get off to the start that we had expected for our Iceland vacation. Delta had a major computer problem a few days before we left and people were stranded all over the world. Because of the huge backlog, they were still trying to recover. Our first flight from Spokane to Minneapolis was delayed about an hour. We were so happy that it didn’t affect us because we had a three-hour layover while others were going to completely miss their connections. However, when we got to Minneapolis, it was pouring rain with frequent bolts of lightning. So we were delayed because of the storm. The plane we were flying to Reykjavík had to be diverted to Des Moines because it was too stormy to land in Minneapolis. I was watching radarscope and it looked as though the storm was not moving at all. It was several hours before our flight was able to fly in from Des Moines. It was actually 2:15 am when it finally landed, and we were supposed to have left at 9:55 PM! Just before we were getting ready to board they came on the loudspeaker and said, "We're sorry, we have more bad news. The plane was struck by lightning and we need to check it out." After waiting a little bit longer they came on to finally tell us that the flight was canceled. It was now 2:45 am! The flight was rescheduled to 9 AM.

We didn't know whether to stay at the airport or go to a hotel because by the time we got there we'd have to turn around and come back. I did call a nearby Best Western and they were sold out. We had no choice but to spend the night in the airport. Robin and I crawled under a long table to be out of the aisle to sleep. I think I lasted on that hard floor all of about 15 seconds. Robin lasted a couple minutes, but then she noticed all the gum stuck to the table above her and got out too. We were trying to find some mats because others had found them and were now sound asleep. Long story short, we never found any mats and I never slept at all. Robin slept for maybe an hour on some chairs. Meanwhile, I just walked the halls of the airport. What I didn't know about spending the night in an airport is that there's a whole alternate universe happening in the middle of the night. I don't know if that many people are always stranded, but I would say that in this terminal there were approximately 400 stranded people. Most were trying to sleep, but many of them were just walking the halls or sitting there for the entire night. It was like a zombie land!

We finally flew out about 9:30 the next day. (Which was the exact time that we should've been landing in Reykjavík). We lost an entire day. We rented a car and gave a ride to the woman that was sitting next to us on the plane who came to Iceland to hike and camp alone for four days. She had walked the Pacific Crest Trail for five months alone so it was nothing new to her to camp by herself.
August 12, 2016

We got a late start because we really needed to sleep. We grabbed a pastry in the downtown area of Reykjavik and hit the road as quick as we could but it was still a couple hours later than we had planned to. It seemed a little confusing at first because I couldn't get Google maps, we didn't buy a Sim card, and the car was supposed to have a GPS (but it did not). So we had no access to data or any maps. Thankfully, in my hours of research, I had found a post where someone said to get an app called "Here" and download an Iceland map to use offline. I was able to watch on the map where we were as we were moving.

The next hurdle with the car was trying to figure out how to pump gas. All the questions on the card reader are in Icelandic. They don’t ask for your zip code (like the US) but a PIN number instead. Thankfully, I read about this beforehand and I called Chase Bank before we left to get the credit card PIN number. After a failed attempt at pumping gas at one station, we drove to another and got it right. We were finally on the road!

Our first stop was the coastal village of Vik. We were trying to find a restaurant mentioned on TripAdvisor, but unfortunately it wasn't going to open for another 30 minutes. We ended up at a little grocery store full of younger backpackers in their 20s buying cheap food. We bought cheese and crackers and chocolate. They had these fabulous salt-and-pepper crackers I sure wish we could find in the states!

I originally wished that we had not paid $138 for the zodiac boat ride because it looked as though you could see all the icebergs from the shoreline. I even suggested to Robin that we try to sell our tickets and move on. But we didn't, and I'm so glad that we did not! You definitely see a lot more from the water.

However, they actually DO dart in front of cars and they ran in front of a car that had just passed us and we thought that one of them might've even been hit. But thankfully they all safely made it to the other side. Robin is concerned that the sheep don't have enough to eat, especially when some of them end up in the lava fields. She wonders why someone doesn't get them to better grass. So I remind her that somehow or other the sheep have survived hundreds of years here in Iceland without Robin's help.

When we realized we wouldn't make it to Vik before the restaurants closed, we knew we had to eat at one of the many gas stations that has a small attached restaurant. The place was absolutely packed because there's hardly any place to eat in most of these desolate areas. So we ordered a hamburger and french fries, because they had like three choices only. But it was either that or nothing (or more cheese and crackers).
August 13, 2016

We decided to go downstairs and have their ice cream, which had rave reviews. About 15 feet away from the ice cream counter was a giant room filled with cows! The restaurant and the barn were one and the same. The ice cream was awful and the cone tasted old. As we left, a tour bus pulled up and about 25 people got off. Even though the food wasn't great (a running theme here in rural Iceland), the place was so unique that I'm glad we stopped there!

On the outskirts of Borgarnes, we stopped to check into our hotel. It turned out to be a lonely little hotel by itself overlooking the inlet with a very black volcano mountain looming overhead. Across a long bridge was the town of Borgarnes. I named our hotel the "Bates Motel" because we were the only car in the parking lot. (It was completely full, however, just a few hours later).

We drove over the bridge to find this really cool bakery that was on TripAdvisor. Unfortunately it was closed and we had no idea where we were going to eat. Since we've had nothing but French fries, M&Ms, hamburgers, cheese, crackers, and other candy we just wanted VEGETABLES and SALAD. I asked someone for a recommendation and they sent us to a great little restaurant where we had a really nice salad and also pasta with vegetables. It was heaven compared to the other shit we've been eating!!
August 14, 2016
So we continued on our drive up to Grundarfjourder. We immediately turned off Highway 1 and ended up on a more rural road. (The roads have no shoulder at all. People pass all the time. We occasionally pass a digital speed detection device and if you are going over the limit it shows your speed with a sad face. If you slow down to under the speed limit, it turns to a smiley face. Robin has had many sad faces because she is flying. We also still see sheep everywhere). This road had far less cars than the Ring Road. Again, the scenery changed often. We went from strange looking craggy rocks in a lava field to rolling multicolored hills. Unfortunately it was raining the entire time. If we thought yesterday was dreadful, today was even worse. The main problem was the wind. In fact, at one point we stopped for a picture and Robin nearly got knocked over from the wind.

We got to Stykkisholmur just before 11 AM. (So the difficult thing about being in Iceland is telling people where you are going or where you have been. We've met many interesting people, and the way we communicate our travels is by saying "the canyon that begins with an F", "or the mountain that begins with an E". Why can't they all be named Vik?)

We decided to go to a very small volcano museum mainly because there really wasn't much else to do in the horrible weather. I think it cost about $15 total, but it was worth it because they had a great National Geographic movie about the 2010 volcanic eruption that stranded us in Barcelona. (I won't even attempt to spell it because it has like 17 letters).

We went back to our little apartment to wash some clothes. We were so happy to see a washer and dryer. But I wish it were just that easy! The dials on the washer are all in Icelandic and so we just keep pushing buttons until it worked. Right now we're on like a three-hour cycle for just a few things. Maybe we had it set to the "down comforter" setting?

It's really been a bummer with the weather. I'm just hoping that it improves tomorrow as we spend the day in Reykjavík. It would be a thousand times better if the wind just died down. It's hard to gauge how fast it's blowing, but I would guess that some of our gusts have been up to 50 mph. We did read about the notorious Icelandic wind before we left the US and knew that it could be a problem. But I guess reading about it and experiencing it are two very different things. Thank You for my wonderful life!
August 15, 2016

I learned many new interesting things:
Iceland had the world’s first female president from 1980-1996. She is still very popular to this day.
They have no military. The Coast Guard is the closest thing they have to a military.
They have the distinction of most peaceful nation on earth for five years now, with no murders and very little crime. They attribute this to no guns and the police don't carry guns.
The US had a military base there from 1952 to just a few years ago.
Beer was banned until 1989. The drink of the 80’s was non-alcoholic beer with vodka in it.
They go through school learning Icelandic, English and one other Scandinavian language. Their language is the same as Old Norse and has not changed much at all over the years. They try to protect it by not adopting international words.
Icelanders are required by law to give Icelandic names to their newborns.
Iceland is not a very religious country. People don’t really go to church except for weddings or special occasions.

While on the tour, we came across a group protesting. There was a larger group of about 75-100 people protesting that the government was "taking their time" in allowing refugees from other countries into Iceland. There was a smaller group of about 15 people that were protesting against the protestors because they did not want refugees in the country. Our guide called the smaller group "racists" and "neo-Nazis". Those were his words, not mine. Every country on earth certainly has their left wing and their right wing! I'm glad we did the tour; it was free so we tipped him $20 each in American cash.

We bought t-shirts and gifts for friends who are watching Lily. I left my credit card at one shop but thankfully realized it when I didn't have it at next one. The chip reader on the credit card machine is in Icelandic and I never know when it's finished and it doesn't beep to remove it. It's great not having to figure out how to pay with their money because of using credit cards, but it's not as easy as just handing the clerk the card either. We ended our time at Babalu coffee shop for apple cake with more 20-somethings that are backpacking through the country. (I forget that I am 55 years old. I feel drawn to these millennials and feel like I am one of them!)

We returned the car and we got a credit for the $53 we paid for the nonexistent GPS. I'm thrilled that we had no mishaps with the car! The tire pressure light was on the whole time, Robin was driving and sometimes distracted by the beautiful scenery, and we never knew what half of the street signs meant. (You do, however, quickly figure out which are the signs for the one-lane bridges!) So driving the Ring Road went quite well!
Next up - Norway!
August 19, 2016 (Four days later - Keflavik)
Our trip back to Oslo and then on to Iceland was smooth. One observation… why do US flights take three times longer to load? It amazes me how fast every foreign airline I’ve ever been on loads much faster than any US carrier. First of all, they load in the front AND the back of the plane according to your row. There are no “zones” or “classes”. (This, again, has to do with the fact that in the US, money will buy you “better”. I don’t fault the first class and people who have SkyMiles status, because they certainly pay up to ten times the amount that people in economy have paid. Robin and I were joking that someday first class and other perk travelers will be lying in comfortable beds while the rest of us will be hanging onto a strap coming down from the ceiling!)
We also had one other glitch. We thought we were going to our gate, but instead of going down to another floor like we were supposed to, we were rerouted through passport control and ended up on the “outside” by mistake. We had to knock on the door of the passport control booth and embarrassingly be escorted by a scowling agent back to the other side. However, we did get our Norway stamp that we never received upon arriving. We finally answered the mystery about why we never showed our passports… Iceland and other Scandinavian countries are considered all one travel zone and so no need to go through customs.
Our trip back to Oslo and then on to Iceland was smooth. One observation… why do US flights take three times longer to load? It amazes me how fast every foreign airline I’ve ever been on loads much faster than any US carrier. First of all, they load in the front AND the back of the plane according to your row. There are no “zones” or “classes”. (This, again, has to do with the fact that in the US, money will buy you “better”. I don’t fault the first class and people who have SkyMiles status, because they certainly pay up to ten times the amount that people in economy have paid. Robin and I were joking that someday first class and other perk travelers will be lying in comfortable beds while the rest of us will be hanging onto a strap coming down from the ceiling!)
We also had one other glitch. We thought we were going to our gate, but instead of going down to another floor like we were supposed to, we were rerouted through passport control and ended up on the “outside” by mistake. We had to knock on the door of the passport control booth and embarrassingly be escorted by a scowling agent back to the other side. However, we did get our Norway stamp that we never received upon arriving. We finally answered the mystery about why we never showed our passports… Iceland and other Scandinavian countries are considered all one travel zone and so no need to go through customs.

We arrived back in Iceland and thought we were supposed to catch our free hotel shuttle back to Hotel Keflavik. But that was not to be… it is only free one-way and that is TO the airport. Some things just get lost in translation.
Keflavik is a coastal town that smells strongly of fish. Robin said it best about our hotel – inside and out looked like an Eastern Bloc building.

We walked around for an hour then went to a restaurant with bad décor but was rated number one on TripAdvisor. We waited a good 20 minutes for someone to wait on us but were really glad we stayed because the food was excellent. Robin ordered Fish & Chips and what did I have at a seafood restaurant in a coastal fishing town? Indian Vegetable Curry! It was outstanding. As long as it wasn’t cheese and crackers!