some photos off the iphone...

geothermal pool at lake myvatn - this is where we came at the end of our lava field day to soak. the water's a scrumptious 100 degrees-ish, plus or minus a few depending on where in the pool you are, and the little hut is a steam sauna you can go into. i sat on the edge of the pool and drank my orange Fanta and pretended I was an Icelandic mermaid.
ice chunks at jokusarlon (pic does not do it justice). This is where one of the glaciers ends and breaks up into water and icechunks, and it is truly a spooky spooky place. we climbed the little hill overlooking it, and listened to the Verdi Requiem on our travel ipod speakers, and it was quite magical.
BIG glacier with ice cap at the top.

godafoss waterfall. godafoss means "god waterfall" and supposedly it is the place that the icelandic viking chieftains came and chucked all their pagan images into when they decided to all convert to christianity.

so we are now in reykjavik, last day (i leave tomorrow morning early). we went for a spectacular dinner last night, and i am probably never going to need to eat ever again as a result. Here is a catalogue of everything we ate yesterday:

breakfast: porridge, rhubarb pastry thing, orange juice, toast with jam

lunch: salami cheese cucumber tomato sandwich, end of Penrith fudge, yoghurt drink

mid afternoon snack: carrot cake, haddock and roast potatoes (from reykjavik's lovely organic fish and chip shop. really yummy. no napkins or utensils, however :))

dinner: chef's tasting menu at sjavarkjallarinn ("seafood cellar restaurant"), which had so many courses that i would be hard pressed to remember everything BUT there was tuna, springbuck, foie gras, salmon done various different ways, monkfish, haddock, two different puddings, and we killed a bottle of gorgeous rose champagne (that J. had trekked all the way from SF) between us as well as predinner aperitif (kir cassis pour moi, campari & soda for J.). The whole thing took three and a half hours, and I was completely and totally sauced by the end of it. We went for a walk around Rekjavik (still mostly light at one a.m.) and watched all the trendy drunk people stumbling in and out of bars and then we were in bed by a relatively respectable responsible 2 am.

the plan this morning, so far as there is one, is to go to a recreation of a viking longhouse, possibly to go and look at some old medieval vellum manuscripts (guess who wants to do that one) and eat hotdogs at the number one hotdog joint in iceland (which is apparently the number one hotdog country in the world; guess who wants to do that one).