Sunday, June 11






the plot:

I arrived in Iceland's Keflavik airport at 6:30am. Already, while boarding the flight in NY, I ran into Brant, a grad student from Washington state who I met at the conference I went to in Wisconsin 2 months ago. As we gathered luggage and found the bus to Reykjavik (an hour's drive from the airport), we ran into at least a dozen other math people who had just arrived on various flights for the conference.

The first thing you see when you arrive in Iceland (besides the airport) is a vast expanse of lava fields. It's really stark empty and you feel almost as if you've landed on another planet until you get to the city. It's hard to explain. My pictures from the bus window aren't good enough to convey it.

Moving on,... when we checked in at the hotel (web site) at 8am local time, I was told (as expected) that my room wouldn't be ready until early afternoon. So, I got breakfast with Cathy and Chris (another grad student for the conference and her husband), and then wandered around town on my own. My Lonely Planet Guide (web site) had an architecture walking tour, so I entertained myself with that for a few hours, catching what was advertised to be the "world's best fish and chips" halfway through. (Tangent: While the fries weren't anything special, the fish was some of the freshest I'd had in my life. Reykjavik is the least polluted city in Europe, and you can literally *taste* the difference in everything.) Around 1pm, I found myself in the Radhus (city hall) just as it started pouring rain, so I made a nice hour of sitting around and reading their tourist brochures until I could run to my hotel in the rain and expect to have a room to dry out in. :)

Compared to walking 8-9 miles around Reykjavik during the day, my evening was fairly tame. I had dinner at a pasta restaurant with Walter, a professor from Swarthmore there for the conference, rehearsed my talk, and then tried to sleep. Tried is the important word here. Although technically the sun sets in Reykjavik just after midnight and rises again just before 3am this time of year, the city really does earn its name of "land of the midnight sun". I frequently woke in the middle of the night due to the light, and I can honestly say, even at 1:30am (halfway between sunset and sunrise) it's still as light as it is in NJ half an hour before sunset.... Adventures continue on Monday... :)




the pictures:

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where to next?

Background/Intro Sunday, June 11 Monday, June 12 Tuesday, June 13
Wednesday, June 14 Thursday, June 15 Friday, June 16 Saturday, June 17