Mamma mín í Reykjavík

Finally on December 28th my world travelling mother has managed to find her way to the small island called Iceland. She arrived in storm and wind at Keflavík airport, where I happily picked her up! The first evening I took my mother to Hereford where she met most of my friends: Gunni and Þórkatla were working, Hjalti and Margrét had dinner at the table next to us. The first three days we spend in the capital, doing some shopping at Kringlan, going to the swimming pool at Laugadalur, doing the Golden Circle tour. Due to the heavy fog we did not really see anything at Þingvellir, due to the freezing cold at Geysir we did not spend too much time there either and due to the heavy rain at Gullfoss we did not manage to see the waterfall in all its beauty. BUT this is Iceland and the weather is unpredictable! Back in Reykjavík the weather was amazingly beautiful so we stayed in the city enjoying nice cafes, such as one of my favourites called Svarta kaffið. We also did some sightseeing - such as the Höfði house, which is used for ofiicial receptions and city social functions. It was catapulted to dubious fame as the official meeting-place of the superpowers in the non-eventful 1986 Reagan-Gorbatschev summit. The building is also reputedly haunted by ghosts of the Icelandic past.