We’ve arrived as far north in Iceland as we will go, nearly as far as it’s possible to go and very close to the Arctic Circle. The trip has been amazing, so amazing that it will not be possible to update this blog. It would take hours, plus I haven’t had time to take notes along the way because if I look down I might miss something. At night, we arrive late usually and get settled, then have happy hour, and I sure don’t want to miss that!

Iceland has so far exceeded our expectations that it is not possible to describe – we have walked on a glacier, behind a waterfall, cruised a lagoon full of icebergs, travelled through moonscapes and thermal areas, driven very remote dirt roads and stood in awe at massive waterfalls. Today we ended up driving alongside the Arctic Ocean (or one of the seas it contains anyway), and are sitting here now in short sleeves with the sun streaming through the windows – what a glorious day! When we left Myvatn this morning, it was a bit overcast and very windy, but not cold. Our cameras have not stopped, the views are just never-ending and it’s hard to do justice to them.

Our accommodation has been varied, but all comfortable and interesting (except possibly the first, which only qualified as interesting). Breakfasts have been included, and without exception are healthy, consisting of various cereals including a muesli that Deb has become addicted to, preserves, yoghurt which comes in a milk carton and is pouring consistency, in various flavours, breads and crispbreads, oatmeal biscuits, cut up fruit, and cold meats, cheeses, tomatoes and cucumber.

All beds are single, very comfortable, and come with a covered comforter and very flat pillow, but very clean and surprisingly adequate. In fact the buildings are so well insulated that we often wake up sweating. Most places are not well signed, and it requires several directions to get the right one. Addresses don’t help because street signs are non-existent. But everyone is so helpful, not effusive, but friendly and with perfect English without exception. As soon as you say hello, they switch seamlessly to colloquial English.

Tonight we are in the oldest house in Husavik, owned by the same family for 60 years and being renovated, so it’s very old-fashioned, but again clean, open and more than adequate. With a washer and dryer, which we’ve found hard to access. So I’m cooking dinner for the first time since we left home – omelettes and salad. We’re all kicking back, catching up on emails, regrouping and repacking – so nice to have room to move. We have the whole house to ourselves.

We still have a few days left before we return to Reykjavik, no guarantees that I will be able to do any more updates after we leave here, wi-fi access is hit and miss. Just think of us being absolutely blown away by the most gorgeous country imagineable!