Last day on the road and after yesterday’s epic day we’re headed for Thingvellir National Park where the American and Eurasian tectonic plates meet to form an incredible fissured rift valley. Full circle for us as this was the place that we snorkelled in dry suits all those weeks ago.
Raining again today, layer up with goretex waterproofs to keep out the damp. Thingvellir is absolutely heaving with cruise ship groups and we wade through the long lines in an attempt to find a quiet spot to take in the magnitude of the site. One of the absolute joys of this trip has been the number of isolated and sparsely visited locations. We’re really not loving large crowds right now after so many quiet days.
We finish the day at Grindavik, an Icelandic fishing town on the south coast of the Reykjanes Peninsula where we camp close to the town centre. It’s raining and howling a gale, we’re tired and longing for a bed after so many nights of broken sleep. We pitch our tent and head for a local restaurant where we eat fabulous fish and chips, drink local beer and watch the live feed of the erupting Fagradalsfjall volcano. If the weather gods are kind to us tomorrow we might just get the opportunity to see the eruptions and lava flows for ourselves. We’re keeping everything crossed.
Travelling renders you speechless then transforms you into a story teller 
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