Fossatún

A caming pod with the number seven on the front. The sun is rising behind it and the sky is vast and blue.

Vim is joyfully eating a slice of canary melon in a bright cafe.

Laren smiles while holding a piece of bread with salmon and tomato. They're in a sunlit cafe with glass walls.

After arriving at Fossatún and settling into our darling camping pod (lucky number 7!) the evening before, we enjoyed a delicious breakfast buffet in the Rock’n’Troll restaurant’s sunroom. We had a perfect view of the Grímsá river and waterfall as we drank coffee and orange juice, ate smoked trout and butter on rye bread (Laren topped theirs with tomato), and finished off our meal with a new favorite- canary melon! This sweet, yellow melon was very present in Icelandic cuisine, especially at breakfast time, and we couldn’t get enough.

The Northern Lights

Night sky with vibrant green and faint red auroras illuminating wavy clouds. Silhouetted trees frame the scene.

That evening, we achieved a major goal, and witnessed the ethereal beauty of the aurora borealis. Fossatún, being high in the mountains and away from the lights of civilization, was the perfect location to spot the phenomenon. At that moment, it felt totally surreal and hard to believe, but luckily Vim snapped these amazing photos for us to reflect on once we were no longer in a stupor.

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