Well after 4 months,I am back in Iceland and this time I've dragged along TLML.
And as expected its been eventful.
4.30am Thursday arrived at Leeds /Bradford airport. Cases through and queuing to be scanned 4.45am.
5.45am finally get through!!!!!!
Result though as managed to get through without underwires causing a problem.
On plane, drink beer had a nap, land at Keflavik.
All the numpties jumping up to get coats, bags , duty free. Only to be told that we were unable to exit the plane as due to wind, they couldn't attach steps to the plane!!!!!
We sat on the tarmac in a plane that was rocking from side to side with more gusto than a trawler on the North Sea.
I've had some hairy plane experiences but this topped it.
Eventually they had to tie the steps to the plane whilst we were nearly blown off our feet, trying to get off.
Get on the coach to the city, seriously zero visability and following a snowplough!
Arrive at hotel and get checked in and given drinks vouchers (perks of being a returning guest)
Drop off our cases and then head to the Phallus museum for lunch.
If you've never had a duck filled willy waffle, you've never lived.
Look round the museum, spotted a couple of job opportunities and then headed off for a walk round the pond which is a huge lake in the centre of the city.
This was where I got chased by geese last time. So after heading down we suddenly spotted a small child about to step out onto the ice.
TLML and I both ran shouting to anybody listening as the child went through the ice.
The little girls grandparents turned round (they'd been admiring the view) walked over and dragged her out. Then walked way.
TLML and I were just stood rooted to the spot, totally shocked.
I was still in shock as I walked through a gaggle of geese without even flinching.
Went back to the hotel for a lie down after that.
We then had a scary moment as we were standing at the full length windows and saw a plane heading straight for us.
We both were looking at each other in horror, as it passed over the city and headed to Reykjavik airport a mere cock stride from the hotel.
Later we found a lovely little restaurant/bar round the corner from the hotel, a litre of Icelandic ale and we headed home and were tucked up in bed by 10pm.
Up with the larks (or Icelandic Redwings ) and down for big Icelandic brekkie, then off down to Harpa (national concert hall) and picked up the hop on/hop off bus for a tour of the city.
Amazing to watch a group of 5 people take up 10 seats rather than double up !!!!
Walked up to the Lutheran Cathedral and listened to the organ music, took the lift to the top of the spire and got deafened twice by the clock chiming the quarter hours.
However the views were astounding and definitely a must do if you ever come here.
Walked down to the 'Sun voyager ' and then made our way back to the hotel.
All of this was interspersed with bought on hysterical laughter as we waddled over the snowy paths.
Good news though I do know what is going on my headstone now !!!.
After having cocktail hour which involved lots of plane spotting ( the windows in our room are so big) we headed off to the local restaurant/bar for food, beer and a few games of Mastermind.
This was my favourite game when I was young and spent manner hours playing it with Dad.
A huge thank you to Jack for sending me this.
And today we are off to see geysers, waterfalls, and straddle the tectonic plate
Happy Saturday.
(Apologies for any typos I'm doing this on my phone )
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