Day 7: Travel Day!

I’ll try to keep this brief but wanted to include how we actual travel from country to country– we learned a lot already and wanted to provide some quick insights into what a travel day looks like.

3:30 AM  Super early wake up time.  I was jazzed- get me somewhere warm.

The last night of sleeping in a tent in Iceland. Hallelujah!

3:30 – 4:30 AM Cook breakfast, wash up, take down and pack up the tent, roll up the sleeping bags, look forward to not camping for a stretch.

4:45 AM Return camping equipment

4:45- 5:15 AM Travel to car return

5:15- 5:45 AM Wait for shuttle to the airport

6:00 – 6:30 AM Go through security and customs in Reykjavik

6:30 – 9:00 AM Make it to the gate, blog, wait to board

9:50 AM – 2:20 PM Flight from Iceland to London-Luton

2:20 – 4:00 PM Go through security and customs in London

4:00 – 4:30 PM Eat in the London airport

5:20 PM Board for Budapest

So. Many. Lines.

5:45- 9:00 PM Flight to Budapest

9:00 – 9:20 PM Customs in Budapest

9:30 – 9:50 PM Uber to AirBNB

It was a long day.

A few lessons we learned:

  1. When you travel with a backpack, you have to travel as light as possible.  This probably seems super obvious, but for us, it was having one extra set of a few toiletries (shampoo, soap, etc.) that got us in London.  We each had one gallon sized Ziploc with our 3 ounce liquids which the less-than-friendly security women had us consolidate into two quart-sized bags a piece– which required us to throw out some toiletries in line.  When we got to Budapest, we discovered that soap is cheaper here than it is in America so we should have just planned to buy it here anyway.
  2. Avoid families in security lines.  They are not the fastest.  And they argue.
  3. Grab a custom form and keep it moving.  The customs line in London was crazy long.  Before queuing up, as the British would say, we stopped to fill out our entry form, and then my kind-hearted husband loaned one of my good pens to another traveller to fill out his form.  By the time he finished using it and we got in line, people we had previously been behind were twenty people in front of us.  Also, we were carrying 20lb packs on our back.  Next time, we know to fill out the forms while we wait.
  4. Use the turtle feature of our backpack!  Our backpacks have this fantastic feature where the straps in the back zip up into the bag itself.  There’s no way we should have both been able to carry on our bags on the cheap airline we were flying, but this turtle trick totally got us through undetected.  Not having to wait at baggage claim when we got to Budapest was a godsend.

When we made it to our AirBNB, we could have kissed the ground!  Instead, we showered (GLORIOUS), watched an episode of Handmaid’s Tale, and slept like babies in honest-to-goodness actual beds.

Catching up on the Handmaid’s Tale

We love Budapest!  Excited to share about this wonderful city soon! 

Days Four, Five, and Six in Iceland: A Plane Wreck, More Waterfalls, Glaciers, Celebrations, and Sunshine

Greetings!  Blogging from campsites – as well as showering and staying warm, among other things- proved a bit difficult, but the free WiFi from the Reyjkjavik, Iceland airport is pumping right now so I will do my best to get caught up.

Continue with me along Iceland’s Golden Circle!

Day Four: The Solheimasandur Plane Wreck, the Black Sand Beaches of Vik, and the Skogafoss and Seljandsfoss Waterfalls

The Solheimasandur Plane Wreck

The legend goes that in 1973, a US Navy DC plane crashed outside of Vik, Iceland when the pilot failed to switch to the reserve gas tank, instead switching to an empty gas tank.  No worries- everyone survived!  The plane was abandoned, and now tourists walk two miles through black sand/rocks to see it and pretend they are doing a photo shoot for their next album cover.  So natch, we did the same.

Have I mentioned that Iceland is not warm?  Also, for most of our four mile walk, it was raining.  It felt rather post-apocalyptic– imagine The Road by Cormac McCarthy.

Totally isolated, crashed DC bomber
Rich with the bomber
I was trying for the album cover look. It’s a miss.
Bleak, huh?
The Black Sand Beaches of Vik

From the plane crash, we drove a short distance to the scariest road I have ever been a passenger on to overlook a very foggy cliff.  I have no pictures of said road because I was simultaneously saying Hail Mary’s and helping my non-glasses-wearing husband avoid potholes the size of VW bugs while we drove straight up a mountain on a gravel road.  I should also point out that when my husband drives and does not wear his glasses, he says things like, “Why is that woman lying in that field?  Oh, she’s a horse.”

From the top of the cliff, we hiked a long path to a beach overlook with a perfectly fine parking lot that looked like it was reached via a non-terrifying, paved road.

Pictured: Heavy Fog
Not Pictured: The Terrifying Road We Drove in the Heavy Fog
The Black Sand Beaches
The Long Hike to the Beaches. I do not know why Rich is running. I was not running.
More Black Sand
The Skogafoss and Seljandsfoss Waterfalls

If you are into waterfalls, you will be into Iceland.

 

Day 5: Jokulsarlon Glaciers and Pork and Beans

Jokulsarlon Glaciers

The drive to Jokulsarlon was long (~4 hours) and gas is expensive in Iceland (~$8/gallon), but I have never seen anything like these glaciers.  When we first saw the massive sheet of ice on the side of one of the mountains, Rich couldn’t figure out what they were: “Is that sky?  Is that water?  What is  that?”

The other thing I wish I could capture in these pictures is the sound the glaciers make.  We had been looking at them for about ten minutes when we heard a sound that approximated two cars hitting each other head on.  Instead, it was the sound of giant car-sized pieces of ice falling off and landing in the water.  It was unreal.

Giant Sheets of Ice
Amanda with Glaciers
The Glaciers Meet the Channel to the Ocean
The Glaciers Meet the Sea
Pork and Beans

As previously mentioned, Iceland is expensive- hence the camping and eating only one meal out in Iceland.  Our second-to-last campsite, Svinafell, had both an area for tents and small cabins as well as an indoor cooking/dining area.  When we arrived, an Icelandic hiking club had set up a full-on feast– we are talking wine, flowers and candles on the table, toasts, desserts, music (so. much. Ed. Sheeran. ), revelry galore.  While we understood not a word of what they were saying, the atmosphere was really fun.

And we ate pork and beans. Hot, delicious, and on budget!

Pork and Beans!

Day 6: Sunshine in Iceland!

While most of day 6 was spent driving back to Reykjavik, we did make two quick pit stops to hike at the Skaftafell National Park and to get one more view of the black sand beaches.  We woke up to sunshine, and it was just so glorious.

Our campground bathed in sunlight.
Hiking in Skaftafell
We reached the top!
Sun is awesome.
At the Black Sand Beaches. It was super windy, and my eyes refused to open any wider than this for the picture.
There are not words to express how proud Rich was of himself for climbing on top of this rock.

Next Up: Budapest, Hungary! 

Days Two and Three in Iceland: The Blue Lagoon, Thingvellir National Park, Haukadalur Geysers, Gullfoss Waterfall, Kerio Crater Lake, and Lots of Icelandic Horses and Anti-Social Sheep

Day Two: The Blue Lagoon and Thingvellir National Park 

I don’t know if I mentioned that we went to bed at 6:45 PM on Tuesday night– remember, the Red Eye flight–but when we woke up in our tent in Reykjavik, Iceland on Wednesday morning at 8:30 AM, Rich looked at me and said, “You slept like an animal.”  I think he meant some sort of bear or other hibernating creature, because we were both out.  For fourteen hours.  Apparently, being without a home and sleeping in a tent suits us.  Sorry, mom.

After breakfast at the campsite, a quick walk down by the water in Reykjavik, and some campsite freshening up, we headed to the Blue Lagoon.

The Blue Lagoon

So what exactly is the Blue Lagoon?  It isn’t natural– they have coined themselves a “geothermal spa,” probably because that sounds better than hot silica and sulfur runoff from the local geothermal power station.  The minerals are supposed to do wonders for your skin, and the milky blue water makes for a banging Instagram picture so we booked our pricey $99/person entrance tickets as soon as we knew Iceland was stop #1.

And it was 100% worth it.  Here’s why:

  1. Iceland is cold.  The Blue Lagoon is warm.  I get it.  We booked a trip to a country named Iceland– of course, it’s cold.  Still the shock of leaving balmy DC in June and landing in a place where you have to wear two long sleeved shirts, a scarf, a hat, and a jacket was a little jarring.  BUT the water in the Blue Lagoon is 100 degrees Fahrenheit.  Spending HOURS in a huge jacuzzi was exactly what I needed to start to warm up (ha!) to Iceland a bit more.
  2. As advertised, it makes your skin feel amazing.  Your entrance fee includes a silicon mask that took years off of our faces.  Maybe.  They definitely felt smooth and tight when we rinsed the clay off.
  3. We got to shower.  We’re camping.  The hot shower was glorious.  There was a hair dryer.  The end.
In the Blue Lagoon
Blue Lagoon Monster
Yum! Geothermal Power Plant Runoff
ThingvellIr National Park

Not our favorite.  Our first campground in Rejkjavik had a large kitchen and indoor eating area, free wifi, and super clean bathrooms.  The campground at Thingvellir had bugs.  Like really a lot of them- gnats that flew right at your face and swarmed around your head like Linus on Peanuts.  I know things could be much worse than trying to set up a tent with twenty five bugs trying to fly in my mouth, but I would like to spare my dear readers this experience.  If you ever camp in Iceland, camp at the campgrounds with indoor kitchens and no bugs.

On the upside, Wednesday was our third wedding anniversary, and once we finished cooking outdoors being attacked by gnats, we enjoyed an incredibly romantic hot dog dinner in our SUV.

Happy Anniversary!

Day Three: Haukadalur Geysers, Gullfoss Waterfall, Kerio Crater Lake, and Lots of Icelandic Horses and Anti-Social Sheep

Haukadalur Geysers

The earth spontaneously spewing gas into the air is kind of crazy, right?

Geysers
Earth Gas
Old Faithful
Gullfoss Waterfall

The first of many, many Icelandic waterfalls on the Golden Circle.  This waterfall was mighty and awe-inspiring, but I think my favorite part was that all of the signs and literature were devoted to Sigríður Tómasdóttir, an Icelandic woman who led tours for years and then fought to keep the beautiful falls out of private hands.   She was rather severe looking but determined.  Love it.

Image result for Sigríður Tómasdóttir

Gullfoss Waterfall
Meh.
Gulfoss Lovin’
Kerio Crater Lake

We almost skipped this one because there was a charge and Iceland is expensive, but we didn’t and it ended up being one of our favorite spots.  It is a giant crater with a lake at the bottom, and we were able to hike in a big giant circle  and then down to the bottom.  Our pictures turned out great, in my humble opinion, and still don’t do the spot justice.

We should really ask someone else to take our picture.
Crater Lake
Rich climbing on some volcanic leftovers.
Icelandic Horses and Anti-Social Sheep

So in Iceland, there are horses and sheep everywhere.  Since Iceland is an island, the horses were isolated for many years and are a different breed from, umm, normal horses.  They are really beautiful but to take a picture of them, you have to pull off the road and then approach animals on someone else’s land.  We are not very good at that.

Evidence A: We were driving along, and we saw some sheep!  These sheep were outside the fence.  Maybe they are wild sheep!  Here is our opportunity to Instagram some wild Icelandic sheep!

So Rich pulls a u-turn, we pull in a driveway, approach the sheep….and they run away.  Who knew sheep were fast? Maybe they are tired of appearing on Instagram.  I got a terrible shot of the sheep, but ended up with a great shot of my handsome husband.  More soon!

Rich with Icelandic Horses
Anti-Social Sheep in Search of Privacy
My Handsome Icelandic Lover (Not a Sheep)

 

Hello world!

Here we go!  As I write this, we are t-minus two months from camping in Iceland during our first week of 10+ months out of the country.  There is so much to do, and yet, when I start feeling overwhelmed, somehow the idea of climbing into a tent on top of a car with my husband in Iceland, who has never spent a night in a tent anywhere before, brings me peace.  I cannot wait.

Our Icelandic Home and Transportation

So with two months left in the states, here are a few things we have already done:

  • Bought our packs and gear (using the word gear like 50% of what I’m taking isn’t from J. Crew).
  • Booked flights and lodging (lots of AirBNB) for our first two months using travel credit cards.
  • Updated my passport to reflect my married name and got approved for Global Entry.
  • Made concerted efforts to get in good shape so we can meet all of the physical demands of the trip (i.e. through running, hot yoga, moderate weight lifting).
  • Notified our principals (we both work in schools) of our plans once the school year ends.

Here are items we are working on:

  • Obtaining visas for countries where we will need them.
  • Scheduling and completing medical appointments.
  • Figuring out how to store and/or get rid of our stuff.
  • Seeing family and friends before we go.
  • Creating this blog.

We also have a few outstanding questions we are working through.  Do we sell my car?  Have we picked the best route for hitting six continents?  How many books can I reasonably fit in my backpack?  Can I take a hair straightner and stil refer to the trip using words like expedition and adventure?  How many tubes of travel size toothpaste do you start with?

And then there are bigger questions: Will we be homesick?  How will we stay connected with friends and family when we go months without seeing them?  How do you build a home when the place you sleep changes every 3-4 nights?What will we do when we get back?  Will this sort of adventure change our lives and the way we live forever?

Here we go!