We stayed at the Icelandair Natura, which was apparently the best possible choice. Like any normal people do, we flew into Keflavik airport and got a bus to the hotel. Unbeknownst to me, the Natura is right next to Reykjavik airport. Like right beside it. Every time Ed went out for a smoke he got to look at whatever had flown in.
Reykjavik airport is a smaller airport that nevertheless had smaller corporate jets and the like coming in all the time. Over the course of the week we saw a MU2, a Beechcraft Starship (he told me he thought they were all recalled), and a turboprop DC3. This plane was parked there the whole time, harassing me:
(you can't actually see the scantily-clad woman painted on near the front there, can you?)
There was a shrine to Bobby Fisher, and the boy was really into playing chess at the time (that seems to have died off this week, but will probably ramp up again next week, my theory is), so that was a hit, though he wasn’t really impressed with the WiFi, which would randomly kick him off every half hour or so, making online chess frustrating.
John Scalzi has been showing pictures out his hotel room during his tour. My view was this:
That’s Ed down there.
There was an elfstone (a boulder where supposedly an elf or elves live) at the other end of the parking lot with a plaque that said this was a well-known elf stone location (which I took to imply that they didn’t want people to think the hotel had just made this up for the tourists). I didn’t take a picture of it.
Everything seemed like it was in walking distance. We could have walked from the bus depot to the hotel (and did on several occasions). There was a Subway (restaurant) nearby. More about that in another post. We walked downtown, and the hotel also gave us a bus pass which was fabulous. We walked to the beach, and the graveyard. And we walked to the Pearl.
The pearl was clearly visible up the hill from our hotel, and there were all walking trails up there, so it was one of my first obvious things to want to find out about.
When, a couple of days later, we went on our big Golden Circle bus tour, we went to a geothermal plant.
It has giant water pipes that run to the pearl, filling six giant hot water tanks, losing one or two degrees on the way. Apparently they heat houses that way, and houses in Reykjavik don't have hot water heaters. Signing up for the tour, the boy said “Coming in, I didn’t think I was interested, but that was cool.” Win!