Thursday, June 30. Visited a woman who dyes wool, a job that began as a hobby and grew into a business. It’s always uplifting to spend time with someone who loves their work. She has a large garage with all the tools to dye wool and market her products. 16 hot plates, slowing blending the colors of various natural resources with wool. She seemed to enjoy explaining how in ancient times people would use urine as an acidic base. A real saleswoman too. Sells lots of accesories associated with her core business. Looks and acts a lot like Meryl Streep. I would have liked to buy something, but, as with many things Icelandic, it was all awfully expensive. 

OMG, another waterfall. Gullfoss. Very nice. The accompanying gift shop and cafe were nice too. Bought souvenirs. Then Geyser geyser, which is dormant, and Strokkur geyser, which is not. It erupts every five-seven minutes, sometimes with a small teaser eruption before the real one.  Unfortunately, I largely took poor photos.  

Thingvellir National Park has the original location of the world’s oldest Parliament. It’s also the site of the Atlantic Rift, which separates the North American Plate from Europe’s. The Rift is slowly expanding, so for a while we were not standing on any continent. We’re now on the North American side.

Arrived at the small town of Borgarnes, which is home to one of the first Icelandic settlements. Had an excellent dinner of cod. Some companions met me in the lobby for an evening taste of the port I purchased at the duty-free store. One day’s supply is left.

Anna is amazed at the total lack of wind so far. It’s why the flies are (still) bugging us.