Six years ago in mid-December I was navigating my way around Iceland's quirky capital. Reykjavik was my first stop on a six-month trip (or relocation as I like to call it) that still stands as the best trip I have ever taken. This was my second trip to Iceland but not the last - I stopped there in June on my way back to Canada. I was booked in at the Snorri Inn for three nights. Yeah, that was the name. I'm sure I did them proud during my four nights there. I seem to have the unique talent of visiting a place during their snowfall of the season and Reykjavik did not let me down. While the sidewalks near my guest house were icy and treacherous the sidewalks in the city centre were clear due to pipes carrying boiling geothermal water underneath the streets and sidewalks. This volcanic island certainly makes use of its natural resources!! So let's go for a walk and see all the Christmasy/wintery sights in one of my favourite cities. This is the view from the front of
Tales of travel from a seventy plus girl at heart from the prairies of Canada.