Vík í Mýrdal

So I finally got out of town for real. Josh, Marilou, Anik, Doni et moi still a bit apathic due to the party on wednesday (at least I) we headed towards Vík í Mýrdal. Marilou drove us trough a snowstorm, heavy rain and finally to an up-clearing sky on the black beaches near to Vík.
We first stopped at the Seljalandsfoss, on of the many impressive waterfalls in iceland. I was quite angry that my polaroid refused to take a picture of it, but at least my nikon served me well.

Seljalandsfoss

hovering in front of Seljalandsfoss

next to the waterfall

Seljalandsfoss, a pity that my lense was covered in waterdrops

surrounding landscape

Continued to Vík where the weather was so unpleasant that an eating pause was the only reasonable thing haha. So we enjoyed traditional icelandic food - toast and hamburgers - and Marilou pushed herself up with a drink called magic. If that doesn't sound promising!

Vík - on the gas station

josh pointing out that katla is right back there

me, trying to find out WHERE over there I could catch a view of katla.

magic.

The sky cleared up a bit and we drove to the black beaches near to Vík. And there - later on - we finally got to see a glimpse of blue skies. The scenery was impressive. Strange stone formations, birds above, high waves and all that covered in monotone dark grey.

Black Beaches near Vík

Doni putting her shoes back on after hitting the waves

 josh and anik running from the waves

 

doni and me - vanishing - ghosts in vík

passing landscapes
I love this melancholic feeling I get when I see all these remote and abandoned farm houses standing lonely in the middle of nowhere.

hekla in the distance

heading home.