Waking up in Reykjavik

It is always slightly disorienting to arrive somewhere new at night, especially when your flight lands at 10:45pm and the sun has yet to fully set. By the time I cleared customs and was on the bus to my hotel, however, it was fully dark out and so I wasn't able to get much of a feel for my surroundings. I awoke this morning to the very forceful sun, seeping its way through the curtains above my small single bed. After a quick breakfast, I set out to explore. The minute I stepped outside, the cool air kissed my cheeks and my lungs were a little overwhelmed as to what to do with such clean air. Then, when I turned the corner two blocks down and saw the city, the water, and the mountains simultaneously unfurl before me, I knew I had made the right choice to come all this way. An hour or so later I went for a run along the water (my very last before the marathon) and continued to soak in the gorgeousness of my surroundings. Thus far, I have discovered (all within walking distance of my hotel) a delightful little bakery, a vegetarian restaurant where I plan to dine this evening, and two natural food stores. And, I bought myself a ticket to go whale watching on Thursday morning.

I have fallen in love with Reykjavik.