Upon my first visit to Iceland's capital city in 2015, it was impossible not to notice that it was a city on the rise and well-aware of its tourist appeal. Call it the Game of Thrones effect. Since then, prices have soared even higher and the town is ever friendly to a still-increasing influx of tourists (and their money.)
Read MoreMy failure to keep this blog frequently updated is largely due to two issues: 1) I'm quite busy, balancing a full-time job, freelance work, a somewhat needy little dog, and a personal life of some sort, and 2) I'm a bit of a perfectionist, and I hate putting forth effort on something if I don't think I can finish it or it won't be up to my entirely self-imposed standards. The first issue I can do little about, but maybe I can give myself a bit of a break on issue two.
Read MoreIn my research of "cool Iceland foods" (very possibly my actual Google search) I came upon the Rye Bread Experience offered at Laugarvatn Fontana Spa, just about an hour outside of Reykjavik. So, I emailed them, and with a little friendly back and forth, arranged a day to come by and film. Easy! This producing stuff wasn't so hard after all.
Read MoreWhen I was deciding where I'd go after Belgium, I had a few factors to consider. 1) Where could I get home from easily enough, 2) What wouldn't break the bank, and 3) Where had I not already been. And seeing as I only had about 3 days to spend, I actually didn't want to go anywhere I'd really been wanting to visit (Romania, Croatia, Hungary), since I knew that'd never be enough time to see and do everything I'd like.
Read MoreThe morning of Day 6, I climbed out of my top bunk and showered in the amusingly tiny but entirely sufficient bathroom of our little cabin and got everything packed up. This was a daily routine. It was snowing lovely delicate fat snowflakes so we took a few pictures and headed into the "town" of Hvammstangi to see if anything was open or if any seals would be visible.
Read MoreDay 5 was comparatively relaxing to the days preceding it. Our room at the Backpackers Hostel in Akureyri, though remote all the way up on the fourth floor (a veritable skyscraper), was very cozy and comfortable, so we didn't rush out of it. We packed up and checked out and loaded our stuff into the car, and decided to have breakfast in the hostel restaurant. It was a good decision.
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