Sometimes Andy and Dallas dare to go off on holiday WITHOUT us. Its not nice and we hope they feel bad and guilty about doing it.
In such circumstances I call upon my trusty friend, Travel Blog. He’s small and squishy and can sneak into their luggage without being detected.
He sends me regular updates, complete with selfies. My spy in the suitcase.
Turns out they flew off to Reykjavik. The most northerly capital city in the world.
Hi Blog, here at the Blue Lagoon and its is quite surreal. Its about an acre of cloudy, yet glowing, turquoise bath water, situated in the middle of a black lava field. All man-made. Its keeping the people remarkably calm and quiet. I just see their heads in the mist gliding about slowly in the mineral rich spa water.
The surrounding lava field is rugged and barren. And the knobbly basalt is covered in soft green bouncy moss. There’s no habitation for miles around, just a big geothermal power plant.
Blog, this is a picture of me on the shores of lake Laugarvatn, right next to a puddle of boiling water. The locals come down here and bury rye bread dough in the sand. They leave it to bake for for about 9 hours! Its sweet, and is delish with smoked trout (apparently).
Blog – we have moved on to an area famous for geysirs. Sadly the biggest one (the Great Geysir) was all quiet, but a smaller one (Strokkur) was bubbling up and spurting every 3 or 4 minutes.
Here I am above a big waterfall called Gullfoss (Golden falls). The falls start off wide, then turns through 90 degrees, and suddenly the water all cascades into deep dark crevice – maybe into the centre of the earth?
And here I am at Thingvellir. Its a big national park, and the seat of the very first parliament in the world, which started in 930AD. Interestingly it is on two tectonic plates, the Eurasian and the North American. Andy and Dallas snorkelled in a fissure between these plates. They had to wear dry suits (what a palaver) as the water is very cold, coming directly off a glacier.
Finally Blog, you asked about the wildlife. I have met one Icelandic Sheepdog, who was white, friendly and wee’d on our car. Have seen lots of Icelandic horses, and learnt not to call them ponies. Missed the puffins, who actually spend the winter somewhere out in the open ocean. And got close up and personal with this chap who may well have drifted to Iceland from Greenland on an iceberg – how cool is that?
Signing off for now, love to you and Genepi.
Travel Blog x
7 thoughts on “Postcards from Iceland : Its lavaley”
Looks fantastic 🙂 x
Hi Chris, yes they had a great time. Interesting and fun. Dallas says she would recommend it. Blog
I believe it is some consolation that your humans brought a surrogate Border collie with them on their travels to assuage them of guilt. I guess that means they missed you and were thinking of you (ha-ha)….perhaps. -Cody
Hi Cody – I had intended to sulk big style, but was so happy to see them and be home that I just leapt about and gave them both big licky kisses. I think they were thrilled to be reunited with us – they said that they missed us ALOT. Still waiting for my present though. Blog
Sounds excellent fun Travel Blog! Would you believe it, we are going there too in about 3 weeks?!
Thats great – Dallas says she is sure you will love it. Lots of interesting things to do and see (and eat). It will certainly be a big contrast to Greece! Blog x