Tonight we're camped within sight of the original Geysir, the
place in Iceland from which we get our English word geyser. We can
see it in the distance as a pillar of steam when it erupts. I've spent the
afternoon/evening working here at the campsite bar (I love
that this is a thing in Iceland), while the rest of the fam
enjoys being out of the car after a long day driving through
the highlands. I have never forded so many rivers as I did
today. After a dozen or so I think I almost got good at it!
The highlands upon which we drove were along F208, one of
Iceland's "mountain roads". After several hours and loosing
our front license plate we came upon the volcanic region of
Landmannalaugar. The rivers here were warm and we spent an
hour or so lounging in one where the runoff from a hot spring
joined it. Very relaxing!
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