Wow, hi London. Flying over London gave me the same excited chills as seeing New York from above. Can you see the London bridge in the pic above? Ryan and I only had a few nights in London, which was sort of a blessing in disguise given that the Australian currency conversion meant we chewed through money faster than we were hoping! Luckily I had planned to be in London over the weekend, which meant we could explore all the famous markets and see how vibrant the city really is.
Ryan and I woke up in our silent Guesthouse Drangshlíð excited to start the next day of adventures. After having our quick and filling Icelandic breakfast (hello cheese), we rushed out the door to our first stop, Reynisfjara – to admire the incredible black sand beach in the small village of Vik. On a normal day, you can’t get better than a Perth beach, but the stunning volcanic sand really was one-of-a-kind.
Ryan and I landed in Reykjavik after a fairly short red-eye flight from New York but because of the time difference of four hours, we managed to arrive really jet lagged and in desperate need of sleep (it was 6am in Reykjavik!). Still being way too early to check in, we dropped our bags at Snorris Guesthouse and went for an early morning walk around the small city – there was something special about wandering around a beautiful little town that was still asleep. I loved seeing the colourful houses with lace curtains… I couldn’t stop taking pictures of them!