A week away in Iceland in the hope of seeing the Northern Lights...
Miche at Heathrow tucking into a pulled pork sandwich...
After
a very pleasant flight with Icelandair we arrived in the dark, in
weather that would have closed some UK airports - you could barely see
the runway for spindrift being blown across it in the strong wind.
Hungry
work this travelling, after settling into the hotel we wander into a
cold and snowy Reykjavik for dinner. After rejecting treats such as
Puffin and Minke Whale, we go for a traditional Icelandic platter
including herring, salmon, lamb, pork and monkfish...
