Essay On Reykjavik

The Roads of Reykjavik “In regard to the horizon, it is nothing that is in between and it is this nothing that you look at when you forget that you are looking out the window. You are not just looking, you are just thinking. But you don’t see anything. This is where you as the observer, create your own image, according to your own knowledge and experiences.” - George Gundi, Horizons. The day began as it ended. Looking through the window of Geocamp, watching the seemingly endless horizon. Largely devoid of trees, the eye stretches for hundreds of miles before it is met with mountain and shoreline.
When breakfast (skyr and cheerios) was over, and our backpacks were slung onto our shoulders, we boarded the bus ready for a day of adventures. …show more content…
Keflavik, truly does seem like a land god had lost and then forgotten. In order to get to the Settlement museum (our first of many stops) we traveled through a sea of endless rotaries. If we had only closed our eyes, it would seem as if we were back in Gorham. As we waded through the narrow streets filled with bus after bus of tourists, we finally were greeted with the city of Reykjavik. Unable to park near the museum, Einar (an employee of Geocamp and our tour guide for the day) led us through Reykjavik's Hijómskálagarður Park, which lies just a few steps away from the city center. Hljómskálagarður, Einar described, surrounds the south part of Tjörnin (the Lake), and holds several statues and works of art, many of whom were created by female Icelandic sculptors.* Although not created by a female sculptor, one of my favorite pieces of art located in Hljómskálagarður Park was the large statue of Tómas Guðmundsson, an Icelandic poet, who permanently sits on a bench reflecting as he looks upon the lake. Another fascinating sculpture, is the peace stone for Hiroshima. Donated by a Hiroshima-based citizen group, the stone which was hit by the atomic bombing of Hiroshima is engraved with the image of a goddess, and