Category: It Can Be Fun To Run Away

First thing of the day was to post some postcards. Got the street wrong initially, but it turns out that Pósthússtræti means pretty much what it looks like, and connected to the parallel street where the post office lives. They had one of the ‘take a number’ systems, which I’ve not used since … Perth, I…

Today was the Golden Circle tour, one of the ‘must do’ Icelanding things. Or possibly Þings. The instructions were to wait on the doorstep of the hostel between 0800-0830 for pickup; The shuttle van turned up at 0829ish. Thee’d been some issue with paperwork, so the shuttle which had been going to take us (There were…

Today’s thing, because yesterday was a Sunday, was Hallsgrimskirkja, seen here lurking behind a tree. For all that it looks like the figurehead of a ship in that shot, the statue isn’t connected to the church; It’s a statue of  Leif Eriksson, given by the USA in honour of the 1000th anniversary of the Icelandic…

First, a picture of the wee courtyard where the kitchen lives. The block that the hostel is on is built hollow, or at least this bit of it is. No idea if that’s a common thing here, though I’ve seen other openings in buildings, so … probably? In any case, that’s the next street up…

More wandering around today, though I picked a different direction. Found a monument to Civil Disobedience, which seems very Icelandic.   And a tiny little park, which I mostly photographed because I could see a particular building and it amused me to take a picture … … of this building … … because of this…

The hostel WiFi/Internet Router may be having trouble. I was able to get an internet connection on my phone, but not my tablet, in the evening, and I wasn’t the only one having that trouble. A restart fixed it then, but now, a few hours later, I can’t get my phone to connect. More accurately,…

The plan had been to get an early start and … well, that didn’t entirely happen. It was earlier than yesterday, so that’s a good thing. On the early start front, the guy from San Francisco had an unpleasantly early flight, which meant he was up and moving and trying to be quiet at 4am or…

Late-arriving guy turned out to also be early-rising guy, which seems like being a glutton for punishment. There’s a reason for that, but I only found out later. The Travel Hangover (note: Find a better name for that) was in the mid-phase, so I … stayed in bed and chatted with people as they went about…

This post started out more negatively than I’d like, so I’m mixing it up a bit in the hope that this will reduce that a bit. I’m staying at the Reykjavik Downtown Hostel, which conveniently enough is actually downtown, and which seems like a nice place. My first afternoon here, during the time I was…