Day 13 It sounds like the perfect place to live

I confess that on a day like this I really crave chocolate in any of its forms. Comfort food or a fire place would have been much appreciated after getting soaked (twice) on the way to the museums. Reykjavik is like a tiny village easily crossed by foot but not on a rainy, windy and cold day. P curses all the way to the National museum as her umbrella handle keeps on falling, I moan in silence grinding my teeth to the wind.

The coffee shops have character and the waiters are pretty chilled. Things work well and efficiently, the bus drivers that come to collect us at the hotel lobby to bring us to the tours are polite, friendly and extremely punctual. There is an easiness of being in this place, maybe because there aren't as many tourists as in other countries (which avoids queues or crowds), people actually care for you and give you time and space to interact. 

I haven't seen any fancy shops, ostentation of richnesses or any misconduct or rude behaviour, the locals are extremely civilised and project a really cool aura to their surroundings. Their aesthetic sense is impressive, the city is clean and very organised. The tap water is delicious and the skin and hair are incredibly soft after the shower. The food, apart from the lack of choice in cuisines, is clean and generally healthy. Described like this, It sounds like a perfect place to live, if it wasn't for the weather and the quietness which would be lovely to experience for two weeks to a month but then I would start to miss the city buzz. ('regular' cities, as the concept of city doesn't apply to Reykjavik).

I buy some local chocolate for the Irish palls and pack the tablets at the bottom of the bag; 'out of sight, out of mind', as the saying goes.

I will come back to Iceland, as I couldn't scratch the Northern lights experience out of my bucket list. If there are any Icelandic natives reading the blog get in touch as I would love to hear more about your fascinating county and culture.

Leaving Iceland I don't have any problem passing security with my blue contact lenses but arriving to Edinburgh the customs officer had to do a few checks and then maybe because it was really late in the night and he wanted to go home he let me go.