On our third day we woke up to this view;
After we had left the farm on day two we drove, as the sun set, to Vik, a small town in Southern Iceland. By the time we had arrived it was pitch dark and we had no idea what Vik looked like until the morning. Unfortunately we didn't have anytime in day three to explore as we had to leave early to head out towards the Myrdalsjokull Glacier.
On the way we stopped (in the rain) to check out one of the many lava fields that cover Iceland.
As pretty as they were I was keen to get to the main event, the glacier.
Our first stop was a little museum which had the glacier in view in the distance. We only had a 30 minute stop here, so whilst the rest of the coach wandered inside the museum Stuart and I decided to be rebels and see how close to the glacier we could get in the short time we had.
It seemed no matter how quickly we walked, we just weren't getting close to base of the glacier, but we did get to see some of the beautiful Icelandic countryside.
Finally we admitted defeat and headed back to the coach so they could take us closer to the glacier on the official route.
It was really worth the wait. I think it may have been my highlight of the whole trip. The colour of the glacier against the murky water, along with the black ice made for a magical scene.
I don't feel my words can do it justice, all I can do is show you more photos and tell you, if you get the chance make sure you visit the Myrdalsjokull Glacier. It has been receding dramatically over the past 10 years and a whole lot of beauty will be lost from the world if it keeps melting away.
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