Not sure what happened to the camera at this point, but I do like the dreamy element in all the grey dreariness. It was taken down by the Tjorn when me and Sophie were walking back to Russell’s house.
It was taken the day after we’d seen Sigur Rós as the final part of our Airwaves 2012 adventure, so the last two nights we were in Iceland were kind of wind-down ones, and were spent just generally ambling about downtown in the cold. It’d been lovely and bright up until this point, but those last two days were rainy, grey and windy. Probably a sign that we couldn’t beat that first few days topped off with SR in their hometown :)
It’s funny, of all the times I’ve visited Iceland (10 year anniversary of my first trip coming next year! eep!) there were still a lot of things I’d not even tried. With this in mind, me and Sophie decided we’d do as much as we could that we’d not done before, to make the trip something extra special. We started by doing the touristy thing of heading up to the top of the church for a few snaps of the view - something I probably should’ve done a long time ago! It was pretty awesome - seeing the whole city from up high. It reminded me of my first trip, and getting so lost walking around, that I ended up using the massive steeple that dominates the skyline as a sort of compass. It worked as well, and still use it as a method even now!
Last one from that forgotten roll of Icelandic film: down by the harbour in Reykjavik. I can remember this really well - we’d just gotten into town, and decided to have a little walk along the harbour wall. Was so nice to introduce Sophie to all the places I’d visited years earlier on my own!
God knows how many times I’ve seen this thing. I’ve been to Iceland 7 times now, and you get to see a lot of the lake if you spend any time at all in the town centre.
This was taken just after we’d arrived for the start of our latest adventure. We were pretty tired (up at 5am is never good!) and on the way to meet one of our very good friends, Russell Harmon, for a bite to eat before drinking some beers and heading to his place, which is where we were staying.
It was pretty damn cold, and the first time I’d seen the lake in about 2 years, so it was an old familiar sight and took me right back to the first time I ventured to Iceland, way back in 2004. Magic.