Dec 3.
This was the first day of real exercise.
The bus took us to a Glacier in the dim light of dawn. Merrianne was still injured, so we only walked partway. Other groups (not our tour) were going with full climbing gear – helmets, ropes, metal crampons, and a professional guide – to climb onto the actual glacier.






Nearby was a historical museum, where we heard a talk on 19th century Iceland. People had a hard living. Poor folks made shoes out of cod skin – not a very sturdy material. They would measure distance by how many pairs of shoes they wore out – “I used 3 pairs of shoes to get there.” We also heard that young people used to gift shoes to someone special. So in Icelandic, to be “giving under the foot” is to flirt with someone.


We spent the afternoon shopping at a small Mall in the town of Vik, just below our hotel.


Most of my time spent at Kronan supermarket. I saw Rotten Shark, and Baby Horse (foal) in the refrigerator case. We bought 6.200 KR of stuff – my contribution was a 99 KR bag of those thick crispy Swedish potato chips that were in the bargain bin. That was less than a dollar for a big bag, the only real bargain on food. On the plane over, a smaller bag was a 200 KR add-on to my sandwich.

I decided that I didn’t need my jacket, hat, gloves, or pack for dinner, since it was all indoors. Just as we were approaching the dining room, people came running down the hall shouting that the Northern Lights were outside right then. I hurried back to my room to put on my jacket, then saw them. Couldn’t get a picture on my cheap LG phone or Fuji XP80 camera. But I saw it with my eyes. Just faint wisps that look like clouds.

8 pm, we all got on the bus to a darker Panoramic Point to see if we could get a better view. I saw more, in spite of the full moon. The activity went way down after about 30 minutes, as another tour bus pulled up and parked. There was little activity after that; I felt sorry for them.



