Vesturland, Iceland
Maybe, just maybe, I'm beginning to get a sense, or an inkling of an idea, of the difference between a tourist and a traveler. I don't have a schedule. No bucket list of the ten must see tourist stops. The weather might be dreary for some, but it is beautiful in its own way.
This morning was warmer than my stay in Dalvik. It was mid 40s this morning. Yesterday morning, in Dalvik, it was around 2 to 3 degrees Celsius, which must be high 30s. Chilllllyyy, man!