I’ve always had a fascination with the northerly regions’ ability to have 24 hours or daylight or darkness-something I’d never seen in any of the cities I’ve lived in or visited. When a work trip brought me to Reykjavik, Iceland on the summer solstice, I couldn’t resist a midnight walk to see it for myself.
On landing at Keflavík airport and driving into Reykjavik, I was struck once again by the beauty of the place that captivated me on my first visit. In what some might find to be barren and empty I saw a vast, raw, and overwhelming display of pure nature. In stark contrast to my previous winter trip, the lava fields were covered in a purple carpet of lupine flowers and the harbor view was clear out to the mountains.
Closing in on midnight, I walked back down to the shore to watch the sun meet the horizon. The rest of the sky was bright enough that it felt like walking around in the middle of the afternoon.
The next evening I couldn’t resist going for another walk. Whether it was the excitement of the endless sun or its effect on my body clock, there was no question between going to bed or catching another sunset! This time it was a bit earlier, and I was armed with snacks.