This will be a short blog today.
For the last week I have been on a cruise or Geriatric Cruise as I like to call it. We have already been to two ports in Norway and three in Iceland. Today we are in Reykavik. Over the next few days we will go to Faroe and to the Orkney Islands.
I have, as to be expected, been doing far too much. To counter this I have slept during the day as much as possible and had an early night every night! Land of the midnight sun – perhaps but I am certainly never awake to see it!
I have also discovered the joy of the onboard spa (thank you parents). It seems every time I feel I have done too much, just spending a few hours in their hydrotherapy pool and heated benches, sleeping and meditating, and I’m okay again.
It is a dangerous path I’m currently treading, of this we are very very aware. On the other hand, hopefully by being very careful and only doing too much when it is really called for, I will get away with it.
Luckily the ship are very kind and on at least three occasions my three course meal from the restaurant has been delivered straight to our room so I could eat in bed.
Today we took what we felt was the greatest risk of all but one I almost didn’t mind having a relapse for. Today we took a Super 4×4 Into the mountains and valleys around the capital. I was sure this would do me in but frankly I didn’t care. It was amazing – some of the most spectacular scenery I have every seen.
Steam seemed to rise from the mountains everywhere as cold springs met magma, heating the water – creating steam. Astoundingly, it was amazing to see mile after mile of pipeline carrying hot water from pumping stations to the capital 30 miles away. The water at 300 degrees is pumped from underground – the steam is used to generate electricity and the water is sent to the cities. Apparently 90% of houses in Iceland use clean energy.
These super jeeps were amazing, thundering up and down mountains, tearing through streams. Incredibly though they didn’t have the debilitating effect I assumed they would. I rested for two hours on return and was ready to see a little, a very little, of Reykjavik.
So this trip which I thought was the easy holiday may not be quite as easy as I anticipated but getting to Iceland, the country I have dreamed of visiting my whole life is worth it. I have a lifetime to rest and recover. I only have three, as carefully managed as possible, days in Iceland.
I do not recommend that anyone pushes it as I have been doing every few days recently though perhaps if you at least have a revolutionary spa to turn to when you get back.
So hello from Iceland, I’m well and being careful (well most of the time!)
Thanks mum and dad for our fabulous excursion and the rejuvenating spa pass.
Will write again on my return to normality.
P.s. I haven’t proof read this so please forgive the horrific grammar errors that I would be horrified if somebody else made – I’m in Iceland today so who cares!