Days 6-7. Back in Iceland
Whew! It’s been a marvelous blur these past couple of days, from seeing a church built in 1181 to eating whale meat to being invited into the home of an Icelandic woman who does Viking re-enactment and crafting. I’ll blog more details later, but it’s after midnight, the sun is still up but I am dead tired. Tomorrow I wave good-bye to my sweet sister-in-law an the other ladies who have joined us on this wonderful trip. They head back to the USA and I stay one more day before heading to La Belle et Douce FRANCE!
Day 8–Farewell to the North Atlantic
Today began with a glitch. I received an e-mail from France telling me that the train I was planning to take from Paris to Nantes has been canceled due to a strike! Rotten French train workers! I was afraid something like this would happen because it’s summer and the French SNCF workers frequently go on strike at this time of the year. C’est la vie! That’s why I asked many of you to pray for me on Wednesday. God has provided another means of transport, a quick flight (Paris-Nantes) and I will arrive at my friend’s house a few hours after originally planned. Although it’s a bit pricier, I’m relieved and less frustrated than I was before breakfast. Actually, it will be a much nicer way to travel in the end.
After our final delicious Scandinavian breakfast this morning at our hotel, we boarded our bus with packed bags and headed to the Blue Lagoon. We soaked in the mineral-rich thermal pool for an hour or so before climbing back on the bus and heading to the airport. Barb and the other ladies got their boarding passes and we said our goodbyes. I headed by taxi into the town of Keflavik to a guesthouse called Svitan. It’s cheap, clean, quiet and Dagmar the owner is very friendly. She will be taking me to the airport early tomorrow morning for my flight to Paris. I would definitely stay here again.
Meanwhile, as I consider the great time we have had in this part of the world, I am once again so thankful. We met some wonderful people and saw some amazing landscape and lots of sheep. I spoke with my Icelandic friend and tour guide, Gudrun, today and told her to prepare to see us and a whole bunch of knitting ladies in the fall of 2016! 🙂
Thanks for your prayers as I venture on alone to France. I’m so excited to be able to see some dear friends, to speak le Francais, and eat CHEESE in another fabulous part of the world. Oui, oui, mes amis!
Heart to Heart 