After arriving in Reykajavik Saturday morning, July 8, walking around the town a short few hours before reaching the awake for over 24 hours and needing sleep, but still waiting before we could check into the apartment. Catching a quick nap before venturing out again in the "evening" at 2am, yet again at the amazement that it was still full sunlight. With the feeling as though I'm walking around a ghost town in an episode of Twilight Zone, waiting for sign of another life form, all while in a lucid state of confusion.
The nightly strolls around town became a normal occurrence. Visiting this magnificent country during their summer months, where it has 24-hours of daylight, and what they call the midnight sunset (where the sun is going down on one side and comes up a few seconds later on the other). Day two? Or is it three? Not sure anymore since the day and night blend together. There's no darkness, just slightly not so bright. Sleeping during the day, when most tourists would be out, and awake driving from waterfall, canyon, hot spring, etc in the evening. Only coming across a few people along our way, with the sense that we had the entire country to ourselves.
Every day, walking around the town before we headed out by car. Looking down every alley and street and around every corner. I was on the search for graffiti. It wasn't like that ugly vandalizing of office buildings you would typically see. It was beautiful, thought out, and I couldn't get enough of it.
We only ventured the southern part of Iceland, due to the restriction to return to Reykajavik each morning. There is still so much of the country we have yet to discover, not to mention the Northern lights do not show during the Summer months. We will return to this majestic country. There is still so much to discover.