I’ve never had a slice of bread as delicious as this one. Topped with strawberry jam, this was a delight to chow down on. Highly recommended.

Our first stop of the day was a very pretty beach called Black Beach, so called because of the sand. It had the wonderfully shaped cliffs around the cave that I remember seeing in Ireland.

It’s also well known for its sneaky waves. Before I came over here, I saw videos of oblivious people suddenly being knocked off their feet by a wave which swept way past all the other ones before. I warned James, but he didn’t listen and escaped having wet feet by a millimetre.

No wonder there are so many myths and legends about trolls here. It’s the landscape for them.

Outside the cave.

Inside the cave. I stood for a while watching seagulls soar and swing around the towering cliffs. Corinna walked way down the beach. It wasn’t sunny, but there was still something about it that made us all happy to linger.

Apparently Iceland is known for growing bananas. Here’s how they do it. Massive greenhouses.

The one thing I asked Morgan that I wanted to do was to bob around in a geothermal pool. Seriously, you can’t go to Iceland without doing this. I’m definitely not a lover of going swimming, but this is different.

When we were in Reykjavik, we went to a fancy place, but both Baptiste and I baulked at paying $200 AUD to basically sit in a warm bath. Morgan found the Secret Lagoon, which is the oldest public swimming pool in Iceland. It wasn’t as fancy, but there was still price was far more reasonable at $60.

It was so nice.
I met a nice American couple from Wisconsin, who have 3 trans daughters, so of course we bonded instantly. They’re extremely worried about what’s happening in the US, to the degree that they’re filling out asylum paperwork for Canada for their daughters.
“When Trump ordered troops into Washington, I could see which way things were headed, and it’s not anywhere good,” the wife said.

There was a cold plunge pool. I went into it, but only once.
Sure, you feel all tingly and alive when you pop back into the warm pool, but it’s not worth it.

Then, after geothermalling ourselves, we went off to see some geothermal activity in the ground.

People were gathered all around this geyser, which goes off every 5 minutes or so. Fortunate Frogdancer struck again – we got a double whammy!
”I’ve never seen it do twice in a row,” said Morgan.

Big thanks to James for this video. I stopped filming just before the second one went off.

I think I said it all in the video.

This is the geyser that gave the name to all others. It’s pretty much dormant now, but occasionally it goes off, just to keep things alive.

This boiling hot water was right beside another pool that was calmly doing nothing at all.

It wouldn’t be a day in Iceland with Morgan without a couple of waterfalls.

We saw the mist from this one rising above the road as we drove up to it, so we knew it was going to be powerful. This part is only at the side, but it was my favourite part of the waterfall.

Here’s the main part. In the 1930’s, well before money from tourism was a thing, politicians wanted to build a dam here.

This woman, a local farmer’s daughter, threatened to throw herself into the river if they went through with it. She’s credited with being Iceland’s first eco-warrior.

This one is Morgan’s favourite waterfall in Iceland. I loved the blue water. There was so much to look at here. Every direction I focused on, there was something interesting and/or beautiful happening.

Our last day in Iceland.

This shot was from yesterday at the glacier. Isn’t it fantastic? Morgan posted it on the WhatsApp after I’d finished my post.

Rainbow street.

Tomorrow, we have a 6 hour bus ride to the boat.

Dad joke of the day: