Flying in was an interesting time on it's own. Out of the city, over mountains, over tundra, over ocean, and suddenly over a rock in the water, steaming and churning and coming in fast. This was to be like no trip I had ever been on. My friend and I decided to rent a car, on this particular occasion, it was a Suzuki Jimny. This little donkey made it up mountains, over flood plains, through herds of Icelandic horses, and anything else we threw in front of it. Amazing steed, to be sure. We saw many breathtaking places, met great people and stayed in a hostel in the shadow of the volcano that shutdown European airspace. A very good trip indeed.
