Breiðholt: To Jökulsárlón and back pt1.

A raven on a lamp post. Yes I love them ravens. :3

Here's a word of warning to begin with to those who follow this blog for fashion related things. I'm almost certain the next couple of entries will all deal with our trip to Jökulsárlón on the east coast and what we saw on our way there (many awesome things - with some desert area exceptions Iceland is never a boring place to drive in).

We headed out of town at dawn which at the moment arrives around eight a.m. Jökulsárlón is a five hours drive away and we were planning to stop in many places so it definitely was necessary.

Cloudmachines in the distance. Hot springs, in fact, likely a power plant that supplies Reykjavík with warm water used for heating f.ex. certain streets downtown so that they don't ever ice over. Naturally the hot water can be used to heat up many other things as well, such as houses and, er, water.

All of a sudden there was a PTINGGGGG of light and the sun came up. This now meant that for a while we were driving towards it, and although it was mildly annoying it still felt good to have the warmth on our faces. It had been a cold night and the car was freezing.

(Snu says no, it was actually seriously annoying to drive into the rising sun.)

Right after Hveragerði, near Ingolfsfjall, is a memorial for those who have died on the road. We have stopped there before for photos so this time we decided to pass it. I snapped a quick photo of the memorial because I seem to have no previous photos of it and besides, it looked rather eerie in the morning mist.

Horses! They were a bit frosty-looking, but all that hair probably keeps them warm nevertheless. In fact looking at them now brings to mind that taking them indoors with that heavy winter coat on would be cruelty.

Near Selfoss, below it on the side of the sea are two small villages/towns we decided to visit. This one's Eyrarbakki. Very quiet and cute in the early hours on Sunday, this building is a museum that sadly is only open in the summer.

The church of Eyrarbakki is famous for its altar piece that is claimed to have been painted by Queen Louise of Denmark, wife to Christian IX. One day I want to visit it while it's open...

This would be me on the seaside.

The waves were impressive. It made me think of how much I'd love to live near the sea where I would hear them crashing against the beach. It's always been such a calming sound to me.

Eyrarbakki as seen from the road that passes it by.

On the way to the other small village/town, Stokkseyri, we drove into morning mist. Like all weather, mist happens very suddenly, as you can see: there's almost a visible line between clear skies and so-misty-you-cannot-see. It's the number one reason people get lost while hiking so just in case mist arises while you're out in the wild, wait it out. It will usually last only a short while, but walking around without seeing your surroundings can get you lost very quickly.

Anchors seem to be the Icelandic choice of lawn ornaments everywhere...

This house was so cute! Many of the houses in Stokkseyri had something interesting going on with the walls, general design, colour etc. This one's my favourite though.

This house's built halfway into the ground. I wonder if it counts as a turf house?

Taking a photo of this house because of the wildness of the design. Strangely it sits nicely among the more traditional looking houses of Stokkseyri and doesn't look out of place, at least to me.