After 1200 years of people living in Iceland, not much has changed. There are just as many Icelanders as Bonn has inhabitants. Technically, however, they are worlds ahead of us. Really everywhere you pay credit card, every sandwich is billed with it.

We visit the Hafnaberg bird rock, where you can see a gannet colony. The weather has now changed from cozy to very cozy and we are enjoying the rough nature. This is how Iceland should be.

We walk about half an hour through a desert of moss and stones until we arrive at the cliff.

The waves crash against the high walls of the island and there is a lot of activity in the nesting holes of the seabirds. Seagulls and boobies have agreed on a harmonious neighborhood here and we see a backdrop that I only know from remote animal documentaries.

We are soaked to the skin on our first tour of this trip.

We stop at one of the biggest attractions in the country, namely the so-called “Blue Lagoon”. This, in turn, is part of a colorful world, namely the Golden Ring: a famous circular tour that starts from Reykjavik and covers some of the most impressive geothermal phenomena and waterfalls.

We are not particularly interested in the Blue Lagoon because it is already too touristy for us. We are drawn to where we can drop our covers and splash around for free and alone in nature.

In the evening we find a place to camp with a family who emigrated to Iceland decades ago. It’s very idyllic and since we come out of season we don’t have to pay anything.

We look out over the coast and see the high waves crashing against the cliffs and the spray splashing up. The steep coast stretches to the horizon and ends on a pink horizon in a particularly impressive rock. There are a few small houses, a chapel and a lighthouse around and around, but nobody can be seen. You only hear the wind, the sea birds and the sea.

We have to cook for ourselves and it is interesting that our ready-made soups have already gotten cold again on the way from the pot to the camping stove to the plate.

Of course – as always – we imported good Scottish whiskey to keep us warm inside.

We also discovered the local beer “Gull” in the supermarket. It is available there, and not in the liquor store, at reasonable prices, as the light version with just 2% alcohol does not come under the expensive drug tax.