Another travelling day, this time taking us from the Orkneys to Iceland via Aberdeen and Copenhagen. One of the problems of getting from one group of islands to another is that they belong to different countries. This necessitates heading for airline ‘home’ countries before being able to go on to the next country. At least we were able to book our luggage straight through to its final destination.
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From my window on the flight from Copenhagen to Reykjavik, Iceland.
[Somebody asked me how many flights I had to do from the time I left home until I got back to Canberra again? I sort of knew I had a lot but was somewhat surprised when I counted them up and got a total of 21. This including a ten minute helicopter flight to get from Tasiilaq, where our hotel was in Greenland, to the airport on Kulusuk Island.]
Including a number of time zone changes we arrived in Reykjavik, Iceland, at 15h10. It was raining, cold and windy. We were supposed to visit the Blue Lagoon Spa Resort and do a drive along the Kelifarvatn Mountain Road to get to our hotel in Reykjavik, some 40kms away as the crow flies. The group didn’t think much of the idea so we went straight to the hotel. The other two activities could be done on another day.
I had a lazy afternoon in my room catching up on some writing. D