Visiting the
old town Reykjavik, Iceland/Carlos Pueblo
The cruise
ship was turned westward from Shetland Islands into the
Atlantic. We
missed the famous Iceland polar light on the second night
at sea as I
was informed that was a green one. This reminded me our
first miss
at Fairbank, Alaska almost 10 year ago. It was out of the polar
light as I
was told. We also missed several famous scenery places such as
the Golden
Circle and Blue Lagoon instead of hiking up to the old town
Reykjavik,
the Capital of Iceland.
It was a raining
day and miserable. Amy was nervous and needed to find
a toilet
right after getting out of a restroom at the pier. There was a small
closed
museum alone on the field due to out of season, a lady runner pointed
out a gas
station across a busy highway. There were still some passengers
walking to
the old town for the visit. That gas station was the beginning of the
old town. Amy bought a jacket thicker that the one she
wore from home and
we kept on
walking and made a left turn on an American franchise, Hard Rock
Café in
order to use its toilet. That left turn toward a garden park surrounded
by a sea bay
or a pound which I was not sure. We watched the white swans
stick out
their long necks into the water for food. It’s all depended on how large
of the lungs
in order to hold under the water. I met two Taiwanese girls who were
taking
photos of the nearby ducks. They did see the polar light on the plane when
flew in last
night.
The garden
lots were in small scale yet still pretty in considering to the weather of
Iceland.
Even in such a miserable day of raining, local residents were still walking
around the
park for daily exercises. It was not getting better in rain, we decided to
turn back
and turned our final visit at Hard Rock Café. People were still flocking to
the old town
streets from everywhere of the world. Three or four groups of pedestrians
were ahead
of us to across the busy highway and only two left seemed to be on the
the cruise ship
direction. I was very confident that I did see the small museum on the
field. A
group of 4 kept on going straight and a lone walker with rain coat made a left
turn and
looked at us in distance to check if she was in right direction. I waved yes
silently.
She was from
New Hampshire who took a bus from terminal 4 Heathrow directly to
Southampton
the other day forUS$18. I asked her how to get on Metro and bus to
Laguadia.
She advised me something like walk straight uphill till the 8th Avenue
and
make a left
turn till I see the subway station.
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