As usual, I was a bit ambitious with my itinerary for Iceland. Four days and three nights was not enough to see all the things I wanted to see in Reykjavik. There are plenty of tours available, but I decided to see the city on my own. I’m glad I did because jet lag and sleep deprivation got the best of me. It probably would not have been that bad if it weren’t for the Chatty Cathys on the flight who would NOT stop talking. Who yaps for 5 straight hours?! Had I known I’d have the pleasure of sitting next to them, I would have planned an extra day or two in Reykjavik.
This was the original plan.
I was going to start with breakfast at Sandholt Bakery. They’re known for their delicious sourdough bread. Then I’d take a scenic stroll to The Sun Voyager and the Harpa Concert Hall, followed by a trip to the Kolaportid Flea Market for a little shopping. Afterwards, I’d have lunch at the famous hot dog stand, Baejarins Beztu Pylsur, before making my way to Reykjavik City Hall, Tjoinin Lake, the National Museum of Iceland and finally, Hallgrímskirkja Church. I’d then check in at my guesthouse, Loki 101, where I would nap for a few hours before a quick trip to Bonus Supermarket to stock up on snacks. Finally, to end the day I would have dinner at Svarta Kaffid for some traditional Iceland soup.
Instead, this was what actually happened.
I landed at Keflavik Airport a little before 5AM and took the FlyBus to BSI terminal. I sat at the terminal and struggled for over two hours just to get 40 minutes of shut eye. There was a surprising amount of foot traffic at 6AM in the morning. As soon as day light appeared, I left the terminal and walked towards Sandholt Bakery for breakfast. I was so jet lagged and sleep deprived that eating made me nauseous.
The Sun Voyager
After breakfast, I made my way to The Sun Voyager. The cold chill by the harbor kept me up. However, I was groggy and nauseous again as soon as I stepped inside the Harpa Concert Hall. It was such a struggle to stay awake. I sat inside for a little bit and seriously debated whether or not I should just pass out on the floor. Who cared if I looked like a fool? It was a solo trip anyway and no one I knew would judge me unless I told them. It took every ounce of decency in me not to be that tourist.
Harpa Concert Hall
After the Harpa Concert Hall, I made my way to Hallgrímskirkja Church. I sat on a bench nearby and was going to zone out until it was time to check into my guesthouse. I sat in the cold like a zombie until I was not longer able to sit upright and stay awake. Then, I hauled my ass to the guesthouse early and waited in the kitchen as they made my room before knocking out for 4.5 hours.
Next stop: Tokoyo Skytree
If I had booked a tour the day I arrived, I guarantee you it would have either been a miserable experience or I would have missed it entirely. I’m glad I decided to see the city on my own, but I’m sure I missed out on a lot of fun facts that local tour guides tend to share. Still, I prefer having control over my time. That’s definitely the Type A in me.
I was ready for bed again after my Baejarins Beztu Pylsur hot dog. The earlier I went to bed, the sooner I’d begin my Golden Circle Tour!