Your night, stop by stop
Out to Reykjanes
We drive south through the lava fields to where the peninsula feels like another planet. Forty minutes of black rock and steam.
Gunnuhver steam
We walk the boardwalks through hissing mud pools and bright orange earth, then push on to the cliffs at Valahnúkamöl where the Atlantic hammers in.
Dinner in Grindavík
We end the day with langoustine soup and warm bread at a fishing village restaurant, salt still in our hair from the cliffs.