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Where to even begin? Seven days in Iceland and my mind is so full to the brim with wonder and splendour that I am feeling a little befuddled.
This seems like a good start. This tourist book was in our accommodation in Reykjavik. The equivalent in Australia would be full of ads for mini-golf and Devonshire teas, but in Iceland at the back it has a handy guide to identifying the horses, sheep, dogs and cows of Iceland.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column width=”1/3″][vc_single_image image=”536″ img_size=”full” add_caption=”yes”][/vc_column][vc_column width=”2/3″][vc_single_image image=”538″ img_size=”full”][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]This is helpful because horses and sheep in particular are EVERYWHERE. If I had come here as a horse obsessed 10 year old I would have been in heaven. They are nuggety wee things, more like ponies than horses, but I’ve read that it’s frowned upon to call them ponies. They are Viking horses dammit! Descendants of the original horses brought over in the settlement of 871 (plus or minus 2!) And what handsome beasts they are.
[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column width=”1/2″][vc_single_image image=”540″ img_size=”full”][/vc_column][vc_column width=”1/2″][vc_single_image image=”541″ img_size=”full”][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]Despite the tourist mayhem – the hordes of people, the enormous buses, the guided tours to glaciers & everywhere else – I love the fact that this is still considered important information to convey to visitors. It says alot about Iceland to me but I’m still not entirely sure how to translate it.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row]