The World Cup On The Big Screen
London may have been a bit short of big screens on which to watch the World Cup, but there was one in the centre of Reykjavik. I watched the Third Place Final.
It’s funny but I think I’ve only watched football once before on a giant screen and that was part of a Cup Final between races at Newmarket.
Whale Watching
These pictures show a trip whale watching from Reykjavik.
It was a good trip, where we saw several dolphins and minke whales. I will add a few words of warning about these trips. On the day before, they’d seen nothing.
I was also a bit disappointed with my photographs. I should have used the camera on video!
The tip reminded me of how we used to sit on Felixstowe beach watching the porpoises on the horizon.
Would The RSPB Have Approved My Supper?
I had a good supper in a restaurant called Tapas House, by the harbour in Reykjavik.
The starter was smoked guillemot, which was followed by fish. There was no problems about it all being gluten-free
Reykjavik
I’ve put all the sundry pictures I took of Reykjavik in this post.
It is a city with more colour than I thought it would have and being by the sea, there is a lot of water.
In fact, don’t go to Iceland, if you’re not keen on water.
It is also a friendly city, as the locals always seem to be helpful and there is a fair amount of information and maps at important places.
I also used the taxis to get back up the hill to the hotel several times and I just used them off the rank and paid the meter. Unlike some cities I could name, they were clean and the drivers were efficient and knowledgeable.
The Blue Lagoon
As I got off the plane in Iceland, I thought that my taxi would take me straight to the hotel. But we went by the most amazing paddling/swimming pool called the Blue Lagoon.
I don’t swim, but waddling around in chest-deep water at blood temperature is a different and very pleasurable experience. The steam in the background of some of the pictures is a geothermal power station.
My itinerary didn’t say I would be going on the way to the hotel and it was more by luck than judgement that my swimming trunks were packed at the top of my case. If I’d known of this detour, I would have arranged a massage.
As the Blue Lagoon is on the road between Keflavik Airport and Reykjavik, make sure your plans include the visit on the journey to and/or from the airport and your hotel.
The Anonymous Widower 