I was told I couldn’t leave Iceland without setting my eyes on its famed geyser and waterfall, so that’s where I headed to the other day. If you don’t have a driving licence (or a friendly Icelander with a car) you are pretty much screwed and the bus tour is your only option. Mine was booked via Reykjavik Excursions, but Grayline and Sterna Travel seemed popular too.
The first stop was a tomato greenhouse and for a second I thought I was on a farming tour…but thankfully it was basically a fancy toilet stop where you could get away with ordering a Bloody Mary before midday without much guilt or shame.
Next stop was the Gullfoss Waterfall and oh boy oh boy oh boy was that eye-ball stunningly wow-tastic – as I did not expect it to be so massive (that’s what she said). It was like a giant norse god’s personal toilet, though I didn’t see a hammer anywhere sadly.
And no, not even the sideways rain could ruin it. As the Icelandic weather is four seasons in an hour the rain quickly stopped and everyone was treated with a rainbow afterwards and rushed for the photo-opp.
This is where the American and Eurasian plates (the tectonic that is) are pulling apart at a rate of a few centimetres per year. Oh and it’s also where the original Icelandic parliament met to decide things from around 930AD to 1799AD, in the early years I reckon it was mainly a lot of shouting, beer and sword fights.
Looking at the photos it looks better than I remember. I was wet, hangry and tired by the time we got there and was not really in the right mood. Plus it was really crowded and it all felt a bit rushed.
Back in the city I could only think of one thing and that’s Reykjavik Chips: delicious, crispy, and oooh so addictive – these potato-based gifts from food heaven definitely made a rather soggy, tiring day awesome again.
What do you think about bus tours?