We said goodbye to the quaint French countryside early Wednesday morning. This picture, taken through the train window, doesn't do the scenery justice. I kept my face to the window for much of the trip, soaking in the last glimpses of this gorgeous country. It was a beauty-filled ride.
We took our train directly to Charles de Gaulle Airport. There was an insanely long check in line. Thankfully, we made it through with a little time to pick up some lunch. We arrived back at Keflavik International and picked up a car at around 5:00.
After driving to Reykjavik and finding our lovely little hostel which would be home for the next three days, we visited Hallgrimskirkia Church, famous for it's view of the city.
Outside the church, their is a monument dedicated to Lief Erickson.
The view from the top, while very cold and windy, was worth the price of admission.
We drove around the city for awhile after - ate chicken noodle soup at an Asian restaurant, and picked up some groceries. Each level of the hostel had it's own kitchen, so it was nice to be able to buy breakfast and lunch food instead of eating out all the time.
Before we left the States, we had signed up for a northern lights tour. They picked us up at our hostel and drove about an hour out of the city. We saw a few that night, but not nearly as impressive as the show we would see later in the trip...