Finally: first time in Iceland in Winter/Spring, we are going to see the Northern Lights or at least we hope so. I continue repeating myself it's not important for me to see them, I just want to be back in my "home country", but it's not totally true: I'm totally euphoric to go back to Iceland, the country where my soul found its place, but I totally hope to see the Northern Lights and check the Aurora forecasts since weeks (actually months).
This time we fly from Basel, with a direct fly to Keflavik.
As I see Iceland from above in its "ice" look, I can just stare and cannot stop smiling :)
Driving to Reykjavik it starts snowing and we reach our flat around 7 p.m. What expects us is horrible: the flat is cold, pans are dirty and there is mould on the windows. I'm so disappointed! Last time we booked we got a super design flat in middle of Laugavegur, with balcony and view of the Hallgrimskirkja, but primarily: it was clean! I call the reception and in this situation my english becomes excellent: one hour later we are in a nice hotel suite, smaller as booked but clean. Now our holiday can start! :)
Since it's too late we cancel our reservation at the Fish Market and we have a take out grilled salmon in our hotel suite, whereas our son enjoys his from-mummy-cooked pasta with pesto.
As soon as we are finished I stare at the snowy sky out of the window: where are you Aurora?
I check my Aurora forecasts apps: high probability but cloudy sky...so basically: no way we will see anything. Tonight for a start I'll dream about them.
Here we are again: Iceland! It's always so nice to wake up the first morning and realize I am in my country! :)
As always I am super excited and wake up earlier then my men, so I go for a walk alone to Sun Voyager on the coast: the air smells of ocean and freedom and I stare at the sea for a while...
Walking back I give a call to my husband and we meet at Te og Kaffi for a cappucino (for him) and chai latte (for me): our son plays with his firefighter truck and his police car and we let the morning start slowly.
We walk around looking for a place where we can rent a stroller (see Interesting facts for details), because our son becomes a little lazy monster when he has to walk hand in hand with one of us for more than 5 min, but no way: no strollers in Reykjavik, apart the ones left outside with babies inside (I already have one, don't need an extra!).
So we enjoy lunch at the Sea Baron, a small restaurant at the port which has the best lobster soup ever! And we discover it has also a play room for kids: I mean, the restaurant about the size of my bedroom, but they have an extra room for kids: incredible! We can enjoy lunch peacefully, whereas in the meanwhile our little one plays with polar bears.
It snows and snows and after a very long afternoon nap and a bad intestinal experience after a new restaurant for dinner, we go to sleep.
(But before, I exchange some words in Icelandic with an true Icelander in front of the hotel: I'm soooo cooool!)
And finally we go North, out into the nature :)
The landscape is magic and scaring at the same time: snow and a strong wind are our fellows. On the mountain pass up to Stadur it's my turn to drive, never a decision as been worst: it's a total white out, I do not see anything else then white, white street, white landscape, white sky, the only thing which keep me/us on track are the yellow poles along the street, without them we would be lost. I'm quite happy when we reach the intersection to the West Fjords: we made it! Afterwards my husband drives, I'm so stressed my back is totally in pain. We stop in Hvammstangi for lunch but our favourite restaurant (and maybe only one in town) is closed, so we eat some sandwiches and look forward to our dinner in Akureyri this evening. We reach our house on the Fjord in front of Akureyri in the afternoon and we are delighted to discover that we got a newly built one: it's totally cozy and at the same time pure design, just fantastic! We have a whirpool just for us on the veranda outside and full view of the Fjord: I want to stay here forever (I mean it!).
It's a lovely sunny day today, our little one plays in the snow outside of the door and we enjoy the view from our house: thanks Iceland!
Today we drive first to Godafoss: while our son sleeps in the car, we go one after the other to see this wonderful waterfall which we only saw in summer 2013. The air is freezing and even with sun I get the feeling I have no nose anymore: brrrr!😨
I take a quick selfie and jump back to the car.
We drive further to Myvatn where we enjoy a tasty meal in Vogafjos farm. Our son cannot stop to observe the cows just near the restaurant. We drive home in the evening and enjoy a meal for two with lobster soup and candle light.
Today it snows all day so we spend a cozy day at home, with some wellness outside in our Jacuzzi and a lot of play and sleep.
Same as yesterday, snowing even more. But it's a nice change from everyday life where everything runs too fast. Today, as yesterday, we live the moment, we slow down and enjoy just each other company.
We wake up late, we are still so enthusiastic of yesterday's northern lights experience and we just want more: so I look at my apps and websites and notice a warning signal up in the screen "Storm and avalanche danger respectively in the West and South of Iceland tomorrow" ...FUXX 😳
We wake up totally exhausted, not only for the long drive yesterday but because our son woke us up more than once tonight.
As always: I would prefer to walk on fire (or lava in this case) than to leave Iceland but today is the day we have to go, I try not to cry this time.