Sunday, June 21, 2026

20260621 Sunday, June 21, 2026 Iceland Golden Circle Tour

20260621 Sunday, June 21, 2026 Iceland Golden Circle Tour


The breakfast at the Iceland Parliament Hotel was a bit chaotic, and at $42 USD per person, it was a little under standard for your typical Viking extension hotel.  There was a reasonable selection of standard breakfast items, but the hot line just had scrambled eggs, baked beans, and sad-looking pork sausage halves.  Instead, there is an entree menu, and diners get to choose one item from that menu.  Those included things like eggs benedict and omelets.  Ben ordered the eggs royal, which is eggs benedict with smoked salmon instead of ham, and Janet ordered a ham and cheese omelet with a side of bacon.  



It was a filling breakfast, but not as good as the ship’s and not as good as many other Viking extension hotel breakfasts.  

Our Golden Circle Guide, Sigga, had walked into the lobby before Ben and Janet came down and did not recognize our group.  She then went around the back lobby entrance, where Doug spotted her, and Ben waved her in.  

Sigga drove a relatively nice black Ford Transit van configured for 9 passengers.  It had comfortable seating, and we were impressed that she had a PA system installed so she could speak through a headset, and the vehicle’s audio system played her narration throughout the van.  As the day and tour played out, the weather was exceptional with sunny skies and only a light breeze.  This meant that the van heated up in the sun while we were touring, and it turned out that her air conditioning was not working, so we ended up having to drive with windows down in the afternoon to keep the interior cool enough for everyone.  This was the first tour of this summer season, so she was not aware of this issue until today.  

Sigga has an interesting background.  She was a flight attendant for several international air carriers in Europe and Africa before pursuing a journalism career, which culminated in her being a news anchor for an Icelandic TV station.  Then she gave birth to twins— a boy and a girl— and found the hours and demands of being a news anchor incompatible with single motherhood.  That led to a stint in media production before a friend asked her if she could help him out by showing some visitors around Iceland.  She found she really enjoyed guiding, and has been doing that for several years now.  

The tour began with heading out of Reykjavik into the suburbs, pointing out landmarks and talking about housing, population dynamics, and growth in Iceland.  Growth has been driven largely by immigration, driven in part by the EU’s open borders policy.  There are significant Polish and Lithuanian populations, and even an Albanian mafioso contingent.  On the whole, it was worked to the benefit of all as the Polish and Lithuanian immigrants do jobs that Icelanders don’t care for, filling a critical labor need, and the Albanian mobsters pretty much stick to killing each other and leaving everyone else alone.  

We drove out past the stables where we had ridden horses yesterday.  The valley has quite a lot of horse infrastructure, and while Sigga didn’t personally ride, a lot of Icelanders do.  

Our first official stop was Kerið crater.  This is a picturesque crater that once was thought to have been formed by an explosive eruption, but the lack of evidence of any associated ashfall has led to a more recent theory of it having been caused by the collapse of the underlying magma chamber towards the end of its eruption, which spilled lava all over the surrounding landscape. 



There is a rim trail that takes about 20 minutes to walk around, and a trail down into the crater to a lake at the bottom.  Ben, Doug, and Sandy all ventured to the bottom after everyone circled the top.  There were tiny stickleback fish in the lake, and the water was quite cold.  It reflects the surrounding water table. 
 
The Haukadalur Geothermal area was our next stop.  This is home to Strokkur, the “Old Faithful” of Iceland.  It erupts about every 10 minutes, shooting superheated water 200ft in to the air.  The original great Geysir of the same geothermal area quit erupting about 30 years ago.  There are several smaller bubbling geysers and cauldrons dotting the area.  We were able to witness a couple of eruptions of Strokkur while we were there, but it is hard to capture it on film unless you have endless patience. 



10 years ago, we raved about the lamb soup they served at the Geysir visitor center.  Interestingly enough, Sigga’s brother owned that restaurant, which unfortunately went out of business during the COVID pandemic.  It is now run by another unrelated company.  We did get Sigga to promise to help us procure the Súpu Jurtir soup herbs necessary for us to prepare the lamb soup back home.  

Gullfoss or Golden Falls was the next stop on our tour.  This unforgettable waterfall looks like it’s falling off two perpendicular knife edges until disappearing into the earth.



Once you find the right angle, it then becomes apparent that it disappears into a deep canyon at a 45º angle to the upstream portion of the river.  There is tremendous power evident in the water which fills the air with sound and mist.  
We were dropped off at the top of the falls and then wandered down to the base of the falls where we were picked up again.  

Sigga filled us in on some of the folklore surrounding the falls and the true story of how Sigríður Tómasdóttir saved the falls from being dammed for hydropower by foreign investors in the early 1900s by making repeated 120km treks to Reykjavik to protest the action.  She is frequently called Iceland’s first environmental activist.  Fortunately, the foreign investors were unable to successfully raise the capital necessary to bring the project to fruition, and it was eventually bought by the Icelandic government and made into a conservation site in 1979. 
 
Next came a pleasant surprise.  Sigga took us to a tomato farm called Friðheimer which produces the majority of tomatoes consumed in Iceland.  This greenhouse facility is heated and lit by geothermal energy.  It now has a very upscale restaurant and wine bar that has become very popular.  We got to tour the greenhouses and see how the tomato plants are trellised on a support structure that maximizes productivity.  
We were treated to an intimate private dining room in the wine bar greenhouse and had some very fancy and delicious tomato soup and salads with fresh-baked bread.  It was a unique and enjoyable dining experience.  







The next stop was Iceland’s first public swimming pool.  A fishing shipwreck that occurred just off the shore of some islands just off the shore of Iceland caused the entire crew to drown.  This led to a law requiring all Icelanders to learn to swim.  
What is very nice is that the availability of geothermal energy and abundance of natural hot springs made it relatively easy to construct swimming pools with geothermal heating.  



This facility is called the Secret Lagoon, and it is reminiscent of hot springs pools around the world.  There is a main pool that feels like it is nearly 90ºF in temperature, which would make for a pleasant swim even in the dead of winter.  There are surrounding hot tubs at various temperatures and even a cold plunge pool fed by the adjacent river.  

Our next stop was a visit to a dairy operation called Efstidalur.  Due to the harsh winters, cows must be kept indoors for much of the winter, or they would simply freeze to death.  During the summers, they are allowed to roam the pastures, but even in the US, many dairy operations have their dairy herds spend most of their lives indoors or at least under cover.  There are viewing windows that allow visitors to see the cows without disturbing them because the windows are one-way glass.  
We bought ice cream and frozen skyr, Icelandic yogurt, for dessert there.  


The last official stop on our Golden Circle tour was Thingvellir National Park, where the North American and Eurasian tectonic plates pull away from each other along the mid-Atlantic ridge.  This is the only place where you can straddle between North America and Eurasia on land.  




This is also the location of the ancient Viking Parliament.  The rift creates a natural amphitheater, while the nearby river and waterfalls provided convenient facilities for carrying out executions because the Viking Parliament also served to mediate disputes and deal out justice.  There were overhanging rock cliffs convenient for hanging executions, and a perfectly shaped stone at the base of the nearby waterfalls for beheading.  And if drowning was preferred (it generally was the method used for women being executed), there was a nearby deep pool of icy cold water below the waterfalls into which the accused could be stuffed into a sack and drowned underwater.  

On those cheery notes, we headed back into Reykjavik, but not before making one last stop.  We went into a Hagkaup on the outskirts of Reykjavik.  


This is like an Icelandic Walmart or Fred Meyer’s store with a variety of goods and groceries.  This is where we were able to stock up on Súpu Jurtir Icelandic soup herbs.  These are used in conjunction with lamb on the bone like shoulder or chops to create the base of Icelandic meat soups.  

After returning to the hotel, we checked with the Viking concierge and learned that we will need to be in the lobby with our luggage by 8:45 a.m. for our airport transfer.  Our flight departs at 12:45pm and it can take an hour to get to the airport if traffic is a problem. 
 
We walked with our group back into Reykjavik’s shopping street and this time walked into 101 Reykjavik Street Food, the restaurant next to the Reykjavik Fish Restaurant we had eaten in before.  There was some contention as to which restaurant had the better fish and chips, but Ben and Janet really wanted to have Icelandic lamb soup before leaving Iceland, and 101 did have that on the menu.  Everyone else ordered fish and chips.
  
The general consensus was that the French fries were better at the 101, and the fish was a close call.  The Fish Restaurant used a beer batter while 101 used panko breading.  As for the soup, the menu item is actually traditional Icelandic Meat Soup, and there were definitely two different kinds of meat or cuts in the soup.  One was clearly lamb, but the other might have been another cut from a lamb or perhaps even horsemeat.  It was delicious and filling, and served with a hearty roll, but not as good as what we remembered of the lamb soup we had at Geysir 10 years ago.


We were pretty much the first people to wander into the restaurant at 6 p.m., but by the time we finished, there was a long line out the door, so the place is definitely popular.  We were wise to get there early.  

After returning to the hotel,  we got our suitcases reconfigured for airline check-in and also got our boarding passes electronically, so we’ll be prepared for tomorrow’s departure. 

Saturday, June 20, 2026

20260620 Saturday, June 20, 2026 Reykjavik Disembarkation

20260620 Saturday, June 20, 2026 Reykjavik Disembarkation

The ship was slowly making its way to its berth on the Reykjavik waterfront as we had breakfast in the buffet.  We disembarked at 8:15 a.m.  There were no customs or immigration procedures for us on arrival in Reykjavik.  It did take a while for some of our bags to show up in the baggage hall, but we were then promptly escorted out to a waiting bus.  

Unloading luggage a bag at a time.


We had taken our luggage to the bus and saw the bags loaded into the bus luggage compartment, but we sat in the bus for at least 20 minutes, and then noticed them taking our bags out and moving them back to the terminal.  Before we could speak up, someone came on the bus and announced that our bags would be transported to the hotel in a separate truck, and would be delivered to our hotel rooms.  Janet was a bit concerned because she had some things she wanted to give to our excursion guides and horses that were in our small suitcases.  We had counted on being able to grab those things out of the bags once we had arrived at the hotel so we didn’t have to carry as much on the bus.  

We did arrive at the hotel at 9 a.m., but there was no early check-in for us.  We were told our luggage would arrive at 11 a.m., and that we could check into our rooms at 3 p.m.  

Ben and Janet were the only ones who used the Viking Transfers.  Everyone else did self-transfers from the cruise ship terminal to the hotel, but after calling a van, they had to wait nearly an hour for the van to show up.  They also disembarked about an hour later than we did. 
 
Ben and Janet set off on foot to find the location where the horse ride transfer van would pick us up.  This was literally just a 2-minute walk from the hotel to City Hall. 







There was a large pond behind City Hall with gardens and a landscaped walkway, so we walked around the pond and could see the Reykjavik Cathedral up on the hill.  We ended up walking to the cathedral and touring it. 
 



After visiting the cathedral, we headed back to the hotel via the main shopping street, which basically connects the city central square, near city hall, to the cathedral.  
There are lots of tourist shops, restaurants, and bars along this street.  There are lots of murals and urban art in Reykjavik.





One restaurant featured a seven-course Icelandic culinary experience featuring puffin, whale, horse, and lamb.  We had our eyes out for lamb soup and fish and chips.  Icelandic hot dogs are also supposed to be unique and a point of Icelandic pride.  We had our eyes out for Icelandic lamb soup herbs but could not find them in the shops along that street.  The only herbs were intended for use or blended with teas, rather than as culinary ingredients.

We met up with Mark, Jan, Doug, and Sandy after our walk and gave them the lowdown before finding some comfortable chairs in the hotel lobby to rest up a bit before our horse ride excursion.  

The luggage did arrive at 11am so we were able to unload our backpacks into one of our luggage bags so we would have less to carry to the horse riding excursion.

At the 12:45 p.m. recommended time, we were waiting at the City Hall bus stop, but the van for the horse ride excursion didn’t actually show up until 1:20 p.m.  There were 4 other women in the van from other hotels that were also doing the horse ride excursion.  Our stop was the last pick-up site before the van headed to the suburbs where several stables for different companies are located.  There are networks of gravel trails/roads laid out through an extensive ancient lava flow.  

Upon arrival at Íshestar stables, we viewed a safety and orientation video in a room with about 20 other riders.  We were then fitted with helmets and led out to the horses.  This is quite a large stable operation.  We were paired up with horses and mounted up.  




They did not have a mounting block, so with Janet’s bad knee, it was awkward and difficult for her to mount her horse, but it was managed.  Her horse was named “Gangster”.  This was apparently to do with the horse having a blue eye, and not for a nasty disposition.  Ben’s horse was Aisha.  

The Icelandic saddles were kind of like western saddles but without horns.  
Our ride was pretty much all at a walk.  The group of over 20 riders included a little girl who was probably 7 or 8 years old.  She was put in the lead with one of the staff taking the reins and walking the entire route.  

After about 15 minutes, we were given the opportunity to separate into beginners and advanced riders.  They said if you wanted to join the advanced riders, you would have to be able to mount and dismount independently and be good at maintaining your balance.  Ben could barely get his horse to follow directions, so he was definitely destined for the beginners.  Janet, being the dutiful wife, followed.  Actually, out of the large group, only 3 women, all with extensive riding experience, took the more advanced route, and afterwards, they said they got to trot a little, but did not experience the unique Icelandic horse gaits beyond walking and trotting. 
 
The ride lasted 90 minutes and was through a scenic ancient lava field where much of the lava was covered with moss and lichens and there were scattered bushes, low trees, and lots of purple lupins.  The path was gravel and dirt.  The wind did kick up some dust, but it was not too bad.  



Janet’s horse was very responsive to her commands, and she could have easily joined the advanced riders except for her inability to mount unassisted.  Ben’s horse was very stubborn at the beginning, but became more responsive as the ride continued, allowing both horse and rider to get familiar with each other.  

We were very lucky to have perfect weather for the ride with temperatures in the mid-50’s, light wind, and partly cloudy skies.  

After returning to the hotel, we were able to finally check in to our room.  Our bags were waiting for us.  

We got together with everyone and walked into town for some Icelandic Fish and Chips.  These were basically indistinguishable from Fish and Chips anywhere else in the world, but since fishing was so integral to survival in Iceland, it was pretty much mandatory.  



We personally hope to find some good Icelandic lamb soup before we leave Reykjavik because that was what we really remembered as unique from our last visit to Iceland 10 years ago.  

After dinner, we all walked up to the Cathedral, and then back to the hotel.  
Tomorrow we have a full-day Private Golden Circle Tour booked for our group of 6.  

Friday, June 19, 2026

20260619 Friday, June 19, 2026 Ísafjördur, Iceland

20260619 Friday, June 19, 2026 Ísafjördur, Iceland

We arrived in Iceland with cold, wet weather.  The ship had been rolling through the night as a low-pressure area was situated northeast of Iceland.  The temperature was about 40ºF with winds gusting to 20 mph.  The ship tied up with our balcony facing the opposite wall of the fjord.  



This was a steep eroded wall with a roadway along its base.  There were sheep grazing above the roadway.  

Icelandic wool being made

Eider Ducks-where eider down comes from. 
Males in white and black mating plummage.

Around us there were lots of birds both floating on the water and flying around.  These included the fulmars, kittiwakes and gulls, as well as the very sleek looking and fast arctic terns.  There were also plenty of eider ducks.  

Our tour was set to depart at 10:55 a.m., so we had our last Mamsen’s waffles and geared up for rain and a bus ride.  While we were preparing for the day, the ship’s crew had a mandatory drill which included shutting the fire protection and water tight doors and ultimately abandoning ship, launching the life boats.  


Doug and Sandy had an 8:30 a.m. tour and had booked an optional whale-watching excursion around noon.  When we were boarding our bus, we ran into them and they gave us advice to head in directly into the theater at the first stop if you wanted to get a seat.  Apparently, it was very crowded during their tour.  

The tour took us on a drive around Ísafjördur, which is the largest city and regional capital of the Westfjords peninsula of Iceland.  It has a population of only 2,700, but has all the basics needed for a city, including a recreation center with a pool and two grocery stores.  It has some quaint architecture dating back to the 16th century when foreign merchants first set up trading posts on this sandy spit of land sticking out into the fjord.  

Unfortunately, with the rain and filthy bus windows, we weren’t getting good photos of the buildings in their city center.  It wasn’t long before we dove into a 3-mile-long tunnel connecting Ísafjördur to its neighbor Bolungarvik, which is one of the oldest fishing villages in Iceland.  Fishing remains the mainstay of the area’s economy, in addition to tourism. 

There isn’t a lot to see in Bolungarvik, but we did get to enter a municipal theater and were treated to several songs sung by a local singer/songwriter accompanied by his guitar.  He did an interesting set of folksy and atmospheric melodies in Icelandic, but did explain the themes of each number.  



At the conclusion of our Bolungarvik cultural experience, we drove past a light house and stopped at Ósvör Bolungarvik, which is a museum consisting of several historic fishing huts, including a dwelling typically shared by a fishing crew of 8.  




Interestingly enough, the tiny cabin only had 4 bunks, so they had to double up.  Even more interesting was the typical crew, consisting of 7 men and one woman.  The woman usually took care of the chores and cooking, but with only 4 bunks, the big question was who got to sleep with the woman.  




The guide said rumor had it that it was either the youngest, who didn’t know any better, or the oldest, who had forgotten how.  The structure had a timber frame and grass roof construction and was surprisingly comfortable compared to the cold wind and rain outside.  

The final stop on our tour was a photo stop at Bunárfoss, a waterfall fed by springs with water so pure that the guides encouraged us to take a drink from the stream below the falls.  



Being medical professionals with the prospect of a long transoceanic flight ahead of us, we passed on the opportunity to pick up a case of gastroenteritis.  

After returning to the ship, we had lunch in the buffet and then got to work with the business of repacking all our stuff into our suitcases.  This does require some strategy because it is likely that our suitcases will be held in storage for several hours before we can access our post-cruise extension hotel rooms.  Janet booked us for an Icelandic horse riding experience, so we’ll have to keep on hand what we’ll need to do that.  

Our final Chef’s Table experience was with a Mexican menu.  The appetizer was a tasty Tostadas de Pulpo, which is octopus on a corn tostada with guacamole.  It was a tasty bite.  We were surprised to learn that Mexico is the third largest producer of octopus in the world.  


The first course was a Tamalito de Pollo, or reimagined chicken tamale pressed flat and served with a zesty salsa verde.  Quite good.


The granita was unique— prickly pear and lemon with a dash of hot chile powder on top.  Quite a contrast— Fire and Ice— perfect for Iceland.  


The main course was a beef short rib, braised to fork-tender and served with mole sauce and a purée de camote, miel de agave, which was a creamy starch sweetened with agave and tasting like butterscotch pudding.  The combination of the umami beef, chocolate/cinnamon mole, and butterscotch camote worked quite well.  It was a unique taste experience and a pleasurable one.  


Dessert was chocolate in 3 textures, including crispy chocolate cinnamon bar bits, chocolate crumbles on mousse, and double chocolate brownie à la mode.  


We finished the evening’s entertainment with a show by Ellie, the lead female vocalist from Scotland, who did a solo show with several selections from Broadway and West End musicals ranging from Ella Fitzgerald to Sara Bareilles, to Barbara Streisand and Liza Minnelli. It was another fine show showcasing Ellie’s broad range.  


Our suitcases made it out to the hallway in time for pick-up. Hopefully, we will have all the clothes we need to walk off the ship tomorrow.