
(A rocky, winding trail in Þingvellir National Park. On your right side, you can see the North American tectonic plate; on the left, you'll find his European counterpart.)

(Me in the void created by the spreading of the two continental plates. This place is heaven for geologists, plate tectonic theorists and tourists wearing striped polo shirts.)


(The clear water filling one of the many chasms in the park.)

(A typical Icelandic countryside - one tiny house or farm backed by an impressive cliff and some greenery.)


(You can walk right up to the edge of both falls on the trail. I opted against climbing over the rope to get a much closer view, though a group of young Polish guys did not. Insert your own ethnic stereotype here. So insensitive.)
(Björk once played a concert on a floating raft in this lagoon. She's weird.)


(Probably my favorite spot in all of Iceland - Seljalandsfoss. This picture was taken around 10 pm at night, when the sun broke through the clouds and sent me into a brief picture taking frenzy.)

(Another view of the 130 foot waterfall. I actually ended up sleeping in my car (not very comfortable or relaxing or warm) just down the road from here on my first night.)
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