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life_of_glamour) wrote2012-07-12 02:32 pm
life_of_glamour) wrote2012-07-12 02:32 pm
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Day 5 - Unexpected Free Day, Puffling Hatching
This morning when we hit the road we noticed that there was very little on the itinerary. We left Glacier Country:
And entered Fjord Country (yes, with the attendant pining):
We arrived at our lodging for the night in a sleepy little fishing village called Djupivogur. Here's the view from our little cabin for the night:
After moving our stuff into our cabin and settling in for a bit we went for a long meandering walk around the harbor. It's actually been a nice little relaxing day, and whoever arranged our itinerary was very smart to give us a down day to do pretty much nothing.
So at this point you're probably wondering, exactly who arranged your itinerary, if it wasn't you? Ahhh. Good question. I love going on backpacking vacations as much as the next gal, but when you don't want to mess with figuring everything out for yourself as you go, because you know nothing of your destination, you go to the professionals, in this case we arranged to have Great Canadian Travel Co (a group with much experience in Iceland and other Nordic countries) arrange for us a rental car, book hotel rooms, and set up an itinerary that would allow us to drive all the way around the Ring Road of Iceland and see all of the good stuff. All we had to do was call them up and tell them what we wanted to do, and they took care of the rest, delivering us a packet of vouchers and itinerary about 2 weeks before we left the States. It's been perfect. I didn't want to mess with the details because work has been hell for the last 2 years, so letting somebody who knew what they were doing take care of the details has been worth every penny. Also, they probably managed to do it cheaper and more efficiently than we could have, since they knew what they were doing.
Alright, all that aside, on our walk down along the harbor we discovered an art installation wherein there was a long row of enormously scaled-up replicas of the eggs of 34 local birds, by what is described as a world-famous Icelandic artist (Sigurður Guðmundsson, if you're curious). Anyway, as I mentioned earlier, I'm fairly certain at this point in our travels, that puffins don't actually exist and are a myth perpetrated upon the traveling public. As many of the places where they are reputed to be seen so far on our trip have turned up no puffins whatsoever. So![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cathyn decided to hatch me one himself. This is supposedly the puffin egg, so maybe I will finally get to see one!
Soon we will have our very own Puffling!
And entered Fjord Country (yes, with the attendant pining):
We arrived at our lodging for the night in a sleepy little fishing village called Djupivogur. Here's the view from our little cabin for the night:
After moving our stuff into our cabin and settling in for a bit we went for a long meandering walk around the harbor. It's actually been a nice little relaxing day, and whoever arranged our itinerary was very smart to give us a down day to do pretty much nothing.
So at this point you're probably wondering, exactly who arranged your itinerary, if it wasn't you? Ahhh. Good question. I love going on backpacking vacations as much as the next gal, but when you don't want to mess with figuring everything out for yourself as you go, because you know nothing of your destination, you go to the professionals, in this case we arranged to have Great Canadian Travel Co (a group with much experience in Iceland and other Nordic countries) arrange for us a rental car, book hotel rooms, and set up an itinerary that would allow us to drive all the way around the Ring Road of Iceland and see all of the good stuff. All we had to do was call them up and tell them what we wanted to do, and they took care of the rest, delivering us a packet of vouchers and itinerary about 2 weeks before we left the States. It's been perfect. I didn't want to mess with the details because work has been hell for the last 2 years, so letting somebody who knew what they were doing take care of the details has been worth every penny. Also, they probably managed to do it cheaper and more efficiently than we could have, since they knew what they were doing.
Alright, all that aside, on our walk down along the harbor we discovered an art installation wherein there was a long row of enormously scaled-up replicas of the eggs of 34 local birds, by what is described as a world-famous Icelandic artist (Sigurður Guðmundsson, if you're curious). Anyway, as I mentioned earlier, I'm fairly certain at this point in our travels, that puffins don't actually exist and are a myth perpetrated upon the traveling public. As many of the places where they are reputed to be seen so far on our trip have turned up no puffins whatsoever. So
cathyn decided to hatch me one himself. This is supposedly the puffin egg, so maybe I will finally get to see one!Soon we will have our very own Puffling!