The wheels spin out throwing wet black sand behind the van and the transmission falls out of gear and stalls. Shit. We are at the southern most point of Iceland, a few miles from a town of 900 called Vik.…
Day 4: Edinburgh Festival
This is my first time using Airbnb and it doesn’t disappoint. The flat is a two bedroom with high ceilings near the center of town, with no shower (bath yay!) and no wi-fi. We have to sit close to the…
Day 2-3: Slowly to Edinburgh from London
It’s Thursday, and we were supposed to be headed to Edinburgh, but instead are going to wait in our hotel room all day at the Old Street Holiday Inn Express, hoping for fresh clothes to show. We are approaching 72…
Day One: To England! Just the three of us.
The empty Reykjavik airport is unlike any other I’ve seen. It’s got solid hardwood floors end-to-end and no stores except the occasionally open ‘Euroclub’ cafeteria with the Nespresso machine, yogurt and meat sandwiches. Emma and I got yogurt and coffee,…