While you read this, I will be making the shuffle from my work over to the terminals at Pearson Airport, ready to hop on the flight to Reykjavik.
I hope to sleep a bit on the plane (and have brought heavy sleeping pills in hopes that will knock me out this time!), and am arriving there at 6:20 local time – the equivalent of 2:20 am in my time zone. Perhaps I should have started waking up and going to bed early a week ago, but I just wasn’t thinking that far ahead. I neither do well on a lack of sleep, nor do I sleep well in foreign places – perhaps I haven’t picked the best lifestyle for that.
The good side is I won’t have any time to whine about being sleepy, because I am being picked up from the airport, and joining the Mongol Derby Veterans almost immediately. Then whisked away to wherever it is we start riding, and get to it! The other good news is that we are sleeping in real live cabins. We don’t need to carry ANY of our stuff, and we are provided with bedding. I am fuzzy on some of the details, but I don’t need to know everything yet… I know I don’t have to sleep on the ground, and I LOVE that. Oh yes, and I am assured we can re-fill our water bottles from the lakes because they are perfectly clean – how cool is that!
Will you hear from me? Likely not! I have no idea whether our accommodations will have wifi – but I would say its unlikely. However, if I do manage to get a free data somewhere, I promise I will upload a photo or two from my phone to the ESRR Facebook page (feed on the left side of the page). Will also touch base here once I return from riding and have checked into my hostel in the city.
After 6 days of riding (about 30-40km per day), I have booked a few day tours with various members of our group. Day 1 adventure is whale watching in the morning, than the famous blue lagoon in the afternoon. Day 2 takes us to a volcano where we get right down inside to explore.
What happens in between? Stay tuned to find out!
And now over to Solstice for the next week or two 🙂
PS. In case you are wondering, my meds for stomach seem to be mostly working with only one mild episode since the original (so hopefully no attacks when in Iceland), my saddle is fixed, and Bentley is back to normal – on our last ride he even managed to dump me in the dirt when the jingle of ice in a cup set him off and around and up in blind terror – hmm wonder what he would think of a glacier! Perhaps it was his way of making me miss him less. What a good horse haha.