Iceland
Ísland
When I visited the Arctic Circle in the Scandinavian countries, I was at a higher latitude than here, and I was wearing short sleeves shirts during the day, in the mornings, and at night I needed a light sweater, so I figure that here will be the same. How wrong I was. It is freezing in here. I read about Iceland weather before coming here, and it said that despite the high latitude Iceland is warmed by the Gulf Stream and that the summers are chilly. Well, this is not chilly, this is freezing. In the Arctic Circle in the Scandinavian countries, the landscape is green, here is tundra, so of course it is cold.
Oh well… live and learn.
I arrived at Keflavik International Airport two days before my granddaughter’s arrival. There is no public transport outside of Reykjavík, so I took a shuttle bus to Bus Hostel which is located at the bus terminal and an easy 15-minute walk to the center.

I love the hot springs and saunas, so I enjoyed myself very much, especially when, due to my age, I did not have to pay the 900 ISK = U$S 8.17 to get in. And if felt even better when they card me to make sure I was the age I claimed to be.
When you are having fun, or you are late, time goes so fast; however, when you are waiting, time doesn't move. And here I am, seating at the Keflavik Airport waiting for her to arrive and to start our year together.
As she walked through the doors, at 6 am, my heart skipped a beat and tears flowed down my cheeks, and once she was in my arms everything felt right.
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