I'll start by saying that this country has one of the most captivating landscapes I've ever seen. There is so much to see -- so many natural wonders, so much fresh, local food, hip coffee shops and art galleries but also sprawling, rural farms. If you're planning a trip to Iceland, I'll spare you some time and let you get on with your planning -- here are some of my recommendations.
Truly did not have a bad meal in this country - but I will say, expect to pay anywhere from $25-50 for breakfast and lunch and likely, more for dinner. We had a delicious breakfast at Stofan but my food was $27. Here are some places we ate/recommend:
Stofan: I read a review of this place on Conde Nast Traveler's site and was drawn to it -- and it was the perfect refuge for us when we arrived in Reykjavik at 7am and couldn't check in to our hotel until 2pm. Cozy, warm, and tastefully eclectic. Breakfast was around $25-$30. $-$$
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Iceland's main road is the 1 (otherwise known as Ring Road) and it can be traveled in its entirety in about 20 hours in just under 830 miles. However, you'll want to stop at every beautiful waterfall and glacier you see, so it'll definitely take you longer than 20 hours. In an effort to share my experience with you all and help you plan your own trip, here's a little rundown of our plan!
DAY ONE - SOUTHERN RING ROAD
Driving from Reykjavik to our Airbnb near Höfn, we stopped at these sights in order:
1. Seljalandsfoss: This waterfall is about 2 hours from Reykjavik and can be seen as you're driving on Ring Road. You can actually walk behind this stunner. But prepare to get wet!
2. Skogafoss: This one was my favorite! There are stairs to the right of the waterfall that lead you to a view that includes the Skoga River above. It's a bit of a hike but well worth it for a view of the river pouring off of the cliff.
I had the opportunity to photograph almost FORTY of my favorite people for their college graduation. It was a bittersweet time for all of us and I'm grateful that spending time photographing each of them meant sharing mutual feelings of confusion and sadness and excitement for the future. We laughed, we waited in lines at Westcott, and we tried to make the best of the Florida heat. Here is a collection of a few of my favorite images!
When I say a few of my favorites, I mean it -- there are literally (I did the math) 3,343 fully edited digital photos that I took & distributed to these (and more) graduates!!!! I LOVE YOU ALL, THANKS FOR BEING SO MUCH FUN AND ALSO CONSUMING ALL OF MY DAYS <3
We were only in Venice one night but I still managed to get over three hundred photos because every corner I turned was more beautiful than the one before. Venice has the patina that architects dream of: the hundred year old paint fades from exposure to the sea, the walls are almost so meticulously crumbling with wear it looks as if somebody chipped at them on purpose. My previous experience with this type of architecture has been at Epcot, someone's weak attempt at trying to recreate the unbelievable authenticity that romanticizes all of Italy. Actual Italy > Epcot Italy. Sorry not sorry, Disney.
We arrived at the airport and took a bus to Piazzale Roma, adjacent to the Santa Lucia Railway Station. This is the part of traveling that hardly ever gets romanticized when you're backpacking: getting from one place to another. We could've spent a ton of money on a taxi from the airport, but even then we'd have to take a water taxi to get to our hotel or just walk. By the time we were in Italy, we were done walking with our backpacks. DONE. We were also starving and poor, so we took a bus for about 6 euro and a water taxi to our hotel (Hotel Al Duca di Venezia - turned out to be quite lovely) and then booked it to some pasta. Dalt on the GPS and me, 10 feet behind at all times, stopping to marvel at and photograph every damn thing I saw. You can't blame me though???
We got pasta to go from Dal Moro's (photographed somewhere below) once we careened our way through the crowds and hallways of streets. They make their own pasta right in front of you in their little hole-in-the-wall shop.
The hardest part about Venice and perhaps every other destination is that I had an idea of it in my head and that idea did not include it being overrun with tourists. It is overrun with tourists. And look, I was one of them in the way that I too was visiting one of the most visited spots in the world. I feel as if it's sinking because of the foot traffic from those very people who want to see it before it sinks. It felt much less intimate than I expected -- romantic, yes -- but I think I'd wish to visit in the off season, where I could run up and down the corridors and dart into cozy corner restaurants. I dream of a desolate Venice, where St. Marks Square is empty apart from the pigeons, in part because if I were alone I would feel as if I were taking a trip back in time, no iPhones or Sketchers to be seen.
hi from Malibu! the best part about living in Los Angeles is its proximity to the ocean. and one of the best parts about the ocean is that this pier lives on it. we had lunch at a sweet spot called Malibu Farm -- serving farm to table grub with a beautiful view. here are some photos from our outing today!
okay, so more stories coming soon but for now I'm packing my life up and trying to get some shiz done before I move to Los Angeles in ONE WEEEEEEK. ah. I can't resist reminiscing over summer days in this city.
love these peeps + loved taking their photos. here are just a few of my favorites ♥