At a population of over 120,000, Reykjavík is Iceland's largest city. Initially founded in 1786 as a primary trading town, it has grown rapidly since, and is now the center of all cultural, economic and government activity in the country. The city also has delicious cinnamon buns.
Iceland's South coast is the sole destination for many while on the island. Just a few hours from Reykjavík, many take advantage of the endless supply of bus tours that jet people down to Vík, Skógafoss and Seljalandsfoss – and many, many more.
After braving the 50+ MPH winds along the Eastfjords, we spent the night in Höfn. The next morning we treated ourselves to our first proper breakfast while on the island. Our choice? The (amazing) Viking Cafe.
It's funny how quickly you become accustomed to your surroundings. I kept telling myself don't get used to this, don't get used to this... being in a geographic wonderland like Iceland for two weeks requires regular check-ins to remind yourself exactly where you are. All attempts were fruitless. Your body and mind get used to looking at the same thing – I now find myself amazed, once again, looking through the photos from the trip.
Home to Europe's most powerful waterfall, Vatnajökull National Park, Lake Mývatn, whale/bird watching, river rafting and geothermal pools, Iceland's northern region does share some features with other portions of the island – but the biggest difference that stood out was the overwhelming sense of isolation. If you want to experience Iceland without the crowds, head north.
Four total days were spent along Snæfellsnes. During that time, we drove through the winding roads below mountain ranges, explored lava fields and stopped to visit the quaint fishing villages along the coast.
There are certain places that leave an immense impact on you as a person. Places that really make you feel alive. Places that grant you a deeper appreciation for your life. For me, Iceland is one of them.
After a brief stint through the Redwood National and State Park, we made our way north to Oregon. While I've heard (and seen) so much about Portland and Oregon's coast in general, I was excited to see it with my own two eyes.
With summer dwindling down to the last few weeks, August was spent making the most of what we had left.
This was my second time in San Francisco – the first of which came when I was much younger with my family. This trip was much shorter, unfortunately. Our time in San Francisco went by in the blink of an eye – a recurring theme on this trip.