A Momento from Iceland

I contacted Sigurður Sævarsson after a few days about the song he wrote that we heard at the concert and he gave it to me for free and told me I could share it with Bruce Borton with the possibility of having the Madrigal Choir of Binghamton perform it.  Bruce also like the piece, so who  knows?  This is Sigurður Sævarsson in the previous post.

Sigurður Sævarsson

I contacted Sigurður Sævarsson after a few days about the song he wrote that we heard at the concert and he gave it to me for free and told me I could share it with Bruce Borton with the possibility of having the Madrigal Choir of Binghamton perform it.  Bruce also like the piece, so who  knows?  This is Sigurður Sævarsson.

Arriving at the Airport

We checked in, went through security, turned in our valued added tax refund forms and grabbed something to eat and a little food to take with us on the plane.  Our plane was on time and we were on our way back to JFK.  Of all the airport we've used, JFK seems to be one of the most organized.  But we ended up standing in as line unnecessarily because we could not see the sign that said US citizens should stay to the left, where there was almost no line at all.  After  claiming our luggage and going through customs, I exchanged the British currency that I still had on me and then we found the train though took us to the car rental.  Before long we were on the road.  But not so fast!  It took well over an hour to get to the George Washington Bridge, inching along on the Cross Bronx Expressway.  We stopped for a meal at the Perkins in Stroudsburg, PA.  The four hour difference and getting up at 5:00 am Icelandic time was getting to us.  But we arrived home safely and went right to bed.

Heading Home

Several days earlier I had walked to the Iceland Excursions office and purchased our tickets for the shuttle back to the airport in Keflavik, 45 minutes away.  So with everything packed the night before, Tuesday morning before 7:00 found us across the street in front of the Hotel Adam waiting to be picked up, and waiting, and waiting.  We were getting rather nervous because we had no way of verifying whether or not we were in the right place.  Finally the shuttle bus did arrive and we were soon on our way. 

Swimming

After Everett's nap I took him to the nearby swimming pool, one of those fed by hot springs, and did a little splashing around.  At this point we are packing up and cleaning up, getting ready to fly home tomorrow.

Lovers at Gullfoss

After Meisha did the favor for another couple, one of them took this picture of Meisha and Dave in front of Gullfoss.

Interesting Rock Formation

Meisha caught this interesting rock formation Sunday at Þingvelir during their tour of the Golden Circle.