So it seems like we'll be going to Iceland in February. Madness you say? Madness maybe, but I've check it out, and apparently Reykjavik is blessed with practically subtropical February temperatures when compared to its neighbouring regions (including frosty Eburger) - minimums of minus 3! I've hooked up some extreme weather gear with my Finnish mate at work, but it doesn't even look like I'll need it now. Minus 3 is but a walk in the park for my hardened, albeit creaky bones!
Besides, I'd put up with a little frozen blood to see this:
and this:
Wouldn't you?
On top of that - flights, 3 nights at the Hilton in Reykjavik (fuck that's a difficult word to type, but what a pleasure to say...), a northern lights tour AND a spa all day for £300.
Tick off one more 'must see' before I die.
Bring it!
2 comments:
Brilliant! Sarah Beags went to Reykjavik and said it was AMAZING. He friend ate a whale burger. But I don't recommend that.
Northern Lights jealousy is creeping in...
wow! lucky!
sounds fabulous
x
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