Iceland
Light night, and a run for the bus to the plane. And worst of all, a missing Eurail Pass!
A day on horseback in the Icelandic wilderness, with steaming rivers and fantastic environment.
The rest of the first day in Reykjavik: Some rain. A fun little local comedy/history show, for no one but us. And lots of fish (of which I say little).
What has become a really long ramble about arriving in Reykjavik. I wonder if this verbosity will continue. TL;DR?
In one of my more less-thought-out ideas, riding Icelandic horses in the countryside of Iceland seemed to have great appeal. I love horses. I love riding them. I love how they smell. I love the way they move. It just seemed a natural fit: one day left in Iceland = one day of horseback riding. […]
It was a whale of a story off the coast of my plate.
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Landed in Iceland and found our hotel.
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