wandering around reykjavik’s harbour back in march, we stumbled on this quirky trio of pillars…
… which looked like a vaguely familiar monument for something i had read about… and then it hit me: it was the eve online monument! i remembered having checked it out on atlas obscura when researching the trip, so we did a double take when i recognised it. i’ve never played the game, but the fact that a real stone and aluminium pedestal exists to play homage an online game developed in reykjavik is pretty cool!
a nice touch: on the base of the monument, names of thousands of active characters (from 2014) are written, forever immortalised in metal. the makers of the game even made a tool to help people find their own.
and since we’re at it, here’s may:
in may, we had my parents staying over for a week, and then quietly settled back into our normal routine. we worked, exercised, hiked, did some ISS-spotting at night, and dusted off the raclette set for some cheese-heavy meals with friends on the last cool days of the season. all in all, a pretty good month!
dear april, i didn’t mean to ignore you for so long… here we go:
in april, we said goodbye to iceland and arrived in berlin for a quick stopover, juuuuuust in time to see our friends cross the finish line of the half-marathon! :D the rest of the month was unusually (but delightfully!) social, with friends and family staying over, dinner parties and kid’s birthday parties as well. ace!
so you ask, what’s the best part of so much hot water in iceland? definitely hot pots! :D
hot pots are pools heated by natural springs of geothermal water. sometimes they resemble big swimming pools, but more often than not, they’re just man-made ponds on a countryside hill, small and “rustic”. sometimes there’s a little hut for you to change, sometimes just the hole in the ground filled with steaming water. all you need to do is take your clothes off, have a wash and then soak to your heart’s content…
on our way back from the golden circle, we went by hrunalaug, a small pool featured in a number of guidebooks. you change and wash in a little side cabin, and in you go!
the feeling of being wrapped in warmth in the middle of a quiet hill, little bubbles sticking to your skin as you dip your toes in the black sand at the bottom of the pool… it’s just pure bliss. let me try to show you:
we had it all to ourselves for a while and it was easily the best part of the trip. i wish i could bottle this feeling, this simplicity, this magic.