I spent 2 days driving around the peninsula in northwest Iceland. So much driving. So much beauty to look at.
I stayed the night at a hostel in Holmavik. It was a cute, but cold, little town. It was only my second night in Iceland, but I started to get a little lonely after all the driving.
I met two older guys from Barcelona who were really sweet to me at the hostel and chatted over dinner. They were the only other guests who seemed to speak English.
Gravel roads were not easy on Little Mitty.
Waterfalls are EVERYWHERE. Even in the middle of nowhere (where is that water even coming from?!).
My next night was, hands-down, my favorite stay of the week. I booked an Airbnb on a horse farm in a fjord. The hosts were so welcoming and I felt instantly at home (good medicine for loneliness). Another older couple from Quebec were also staying there that night and equally as warm and friendly!
The horse farm had its own geothermic swimming pool...but it was a little cold.
My host (he had a very Icelandic name that I can't spell) invited me fishing so I accompanied him. He went to a little waterfall with a pool where trout hang it.
He didn't catch anything except a tiny trout that he threw back.
I hugged him when I left and he gave me an awkward grampa hug back. :)
My host suggested I stop at this little gem on my way back to the city!
Dynjandi waterfall was also on my way back, just 6 miles from the horse farm!
On my way to the peninsula, I picked up a hitchhiker from Argentina who was working at a hotel for 2 weeks while she was traveling Iceland. I stopped back at her place, picked her up and went to another hot spring.
This was my last stop before arriving in Reykjavik. I loved my time in the fjords. I definitely felt that God was blessibg me with plenty of company when I was getting lonely. That seems to be a perk of solo travel--I was very open to meeting and chatting with people, especially other people who were alone. It's a great way to bond!