Keflavik to Reykjavik

After our final blast of Icelandic natural wonders yesterday, today was the sad day to hand back Wendy and prepare for our journey home. In theory, we had 26kg less than we came with but stuffing everything back into 4 suitcases was no easier!

We left our final campsite, nothing to write home about but near the campervan rental. We handed back Wendy, explaining the bed situation, and the burly Russian drove us to the airport and right up to the left luggage storage.

There was only 1 large container left and a couple of medium so we spent several minutes attempting to measure and debate the likelihood of fitting the suitcases in. Should we risk trying to get our bigger suitcase into a medium locker or swap the contents with our smaller overnight bag?! It was a tense Krypton Factor moment and as another group arrived with all their luggage, the pressure mounted! With the clock ticking, we threw caution to the wind and went for it. Wheels first it didn't fit! Our panic rising we turned it round and with a big shove it was in! Whether we can get it out again is a problem for tomorrow.

We jumped on an airport transfer bus and headed to Reykjavik. With a few hours to kill until checkin at our apartment, we queued for a table at Sandholt bakery. This family run bakery has a relaxing vibe, overlooking a courtyard and glass windows to the kitchen/baking area. We ordered sandwiches and soup, though the standout was the delicious slices of sourdough and hand churned butter.

To kill another couple of hours, Millen sourced a couple of local vintage clothing shops. One of which was massive, housing 160 'booths' (basically a rack) that could be rented to sell second hand clothes and shoes. Arushi and Millen scoured the aisles for resell items/tops whilst Eashan and myself played cards outside. Simi patiently waited for the shoppers to try on their finds, Arushi being the surprising winner as usually Millen is king of the clothing bargains.

We still hadn't heard from the room people and so decided to go find the apartment. Whilst we stood outside trying to figure out the key safe combination, which we still hadn't been given, Millen just walked in as it wasn't locked! It was a bright and spacious place, with a predominantly white decor, even the TV was white, making for a very serene vibe.

Whilst we rested and planned how to spend the last few hours in Iceland, 3 Taiwanese walked in to the living room!! I was half asleep trying to recover from stomach issues and the kids were on devices so only Simi noticed 3 strangers had entered the apartment!

After some confusion and phone calls, it transpired they were meant to be in a building next door. The upside to this situation was that they'd figured out the key safe code as the year of the building, written rather cryptically in a message from the rep! After all the drama, I stayed for a lie down and the others went out to explore some more of the city.もっと詳しく