Wednesday, July 21, 2004
WEDNESDAY
Journey underway.
Arrived in Reykjavik on route to Kangerlussuaq. Sunshine and 17 degrees at the airport; warm and occasionally wet in Reykjavik.
The city seems very familiar after nearly three months here last year. There are a few changes, notably a shortage of internet cafes. Prices are lower, which helps.
Been to the "old" swimming pool in the town. It looks as if it is 1950s built, and curiously has a sign saying it is 82 feet long. As Iceland has never used imperial measures I'm puzzled. Was it built by the Brits? It seemed very quiet compared to a British pool - in particular the children were quiet. An add-on to the pool is open-air hot tubs, which I suppose makes sense in a city with endless free hot water from the friendly volcano. The whole pool smells of Reykjavik water, ie rotten eggs.
Arrived in Reykjavik on route to Kangerlussuaq. Sunshine and 17 degrees at the airport; warm and occasionally wet in Reykjavik.
The city seems very familiar after nearly three months here last year. There are a few changes, notably a shortage of internet cafes. Prices are lower, which helps.
Been to the "old" swimming pool in the town. It looks as if it is 1950s built, and curiously has a sign saying it is 82 feet long. As Iceland has never used imperial measures I'm puzzled. Was it built by the Brits? It seemed very quiet compared to a British pool - in particular the children were quiet. An add-on to the pool is open-air hot tubs, which I suppose makes sense in a city with endless free hot water from the friendly volcano. The whole pool smells of Reykjavik water, ie rotten eggs.
