Last Sunday, after spending 8+ hours at Boston’s Logan Airport, I boarded Iceland Air for my flight over to Reykjavik.  This trip was a long time in the planning stage, and now I’m sitting here in Reykjavik on a sunny, balmy (30 degrees F) Sunday afternoon writing this post.  Getting ready to go out and explore a little of the city, but I’m really not in too much of a hurry.  It’s been an amazing though grueling week. When I landed Monday a.m. at 6:40 Iceland time (it’s five hours ahead of EST), I was exhausted.

But not so exhausted that I couldn’t look out the window of the bus.  I was surprised – pleasantly – because getting through the airport rigmarole and getting on the bus to travel into the city proved to be a snap. What was really weird was that at 8:30ish in the morning, it was still dark and the rush hour traffic just didn’t seem to fit.  During the bus ride to the hotel, I noticed that gas goes for about $1.49 USD per liter and some US chain restaurants – KFC, Taco Bell, Quizno’s, Subway.  No McDonalds, Burger Kings, or anything like that that I’ve seen.

As soon as I checked into the Hotel Klettur, I hit the bed as soon as possible, reconfigured my suitcases for the first time (I brought way too much stuff), met the group I’d be traveling with, went with them for some pizza and went back to sleep – well, not right away. We headed out to see if we could spot any Northern Lights.  Not a one.  But I did get a few photos from that day.  I’m posting them below.

A few first impressions:  Everyone I’ve met here so far speaks English, the menus and a lot of the TV shows are in English (most of them are BBC).   The people in our workshop group seem like a good group.  Ten men and two women – four guides/photography instructors and the rest of us photographers at different experience levels.

Enough for today.  I’ll be back.

Hotel Klettur

Hotel Klettur

Somewhere in Reykjavik

Somewhere in Reykjavik