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Monday august 27'th Back to Reykjavik by bus via the Kjölur-route across the inland. 10 hours of
driving mainly on dirt-road. It's an exiting trip. It's very desolate in the middle of
Iceland.
We pass Hveravellir, a geothermical area with hot springs and
some other of natures strange phenomenons.
Next stop is the waterfalls of Gullfoss - and the famous
geyser of Geysir. Well it has lost its power, but it's neighbour of "Strokkur"
is still doing it's business. Every 2 or 3 minute there is a huge blow, and hot water
springs 20 meter up into the air. Quite spectacular.
The bus is in Reykjavik at 6 pm. Check in at the centrally
placed guesthouse of Andarunginn (The Golden Duck) my recommandation by Mr. and Mrs.
Benvenuto from Milano. Nice place - just on top of a restaurant.
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Tuesday august 28'th
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I get some benefit from the guesthouse-host by praising his coffee. It turns
out that the guy has been a coffee-salesman for 40 years, and is a coffee-freak concerned
about the quality.
Then its on to Hafnarfjorður - by
citybus. Hafnarfjorður has got something special. There is a hidden world there. This is
the icalandic center for fairies, dwarfs, alfs and other kinds of strange people. A local
- Erla Stefánsdottir - has made a map of these peoples residences. So with this in my
pocket - the hunt starts.
Later that day I take a more normal walk around
Hafnarfjorður. Back in Reykjavik its time for a visit to the disgusting
shopping-mall of "Kringlan" and a walt to "Perlan" - a nice wiewpoint built on top af the waterreservoirs of
Reykjavik at the hill of Öskjuhlið. Very nice views - and some delicious ice-creams as
well.
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Wednesday august 29'th
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Last day in Iceland. Check-out from the
guest-house. I leave my bag for a later pick-up. Now the job is to spend this day without
having a place to return back to. It's a
looooonnnngggggg hike to Seltfjarnarnes, a suburb of Reykjavik. I walk alont the bay - and
take bus no 3 back.
I also would like to see the National-museum. But it's closed
until december of 2002, and thats too long to wait. Instead I find an interesting
viking-exhibition at the culture-house in Reykjavik.
Im getting tired - and then a movie is always a great idea.
"Kiss of the dragon" is the name of the movie. And it's just as bad as the title
suggests. Dinner and a cup of coffee at one of the citys cafe's, before I - at 11 pm -
take the airport-bus to Keflavik
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Her venter en ubehagelig overraskelse. Der er nemlig ingen
02.10 afgang til Copenhagen på skærmen. En tjek-ind-assistent bliver noget pinligt
berørt, da jeg fremviser en billet til en ikke-eksisterende flyafgang. Der er ikke andet
at gøre ind at tage en taxa retur og booke sig ind på Hotel Loftleiðir - alt sammen på
Icelandair's regning. Kan kravle til køjs ved 2-tiden
Here we have a surprise. There is no 02.10 for Copenhagen at
the monitors!. Some check-in-assistent doesn't look to happy as I show my ticket to a
none-existing flight. There is nothing else to do, than take a taxi back to Hotel
Loftleiði in Reykjavik - all at the expense of Icelandair. So I finally turn in at 2 am.
Thursday august 30'th
Not much sleep under these circumstances. The phone wakes me
at 5.30!
Back to Keflavik at 6 - by taxi - Icelandair is the sponsor.
Check in. This time it's ok. There is a plane for Copenhagen
at 8.05. 3 hours to Copenhagen, so the time is 1 pm as we land. Then it's just to find the
train back to Vejle.
Post scriptum
A complaint about the chaotic trip back home resulted in a
well-meant "we-are-sorry"-letter from Icalandair and also a small replacement.
The simply forgot to tell me, that the night-flight was cancelled a few months
earlier. They sent me a check for 500 dkr - and next time im on an Iceland-air flight it
will be on business. And I'm sure that someday I will use that possibility.
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