The next day I decided to drive the couple of hundred kilometres to the footsteps of Vatnajökull - the worlds third biggest glacier.

However few cars there were on the road the drive turned out to be quite dangerous - I just couldn't get my eyes of this amazing view - millions of tons of ice sawing itself down the mountain not more than a few kilometres of the road. Staggering.

The view at Jökulsarlon, my final destination, somehow makes time stop or slow down. There I was - facing (when I am not looking into the camera) a huge broad front of pure water confined by cold into a blue coloured mountain of ice.

A seal taking a look at the surrounding world at Jökulsarlon.

... and yet another picture of Jökulsarlon.

Highway 1 back towards Reykjavik from Jökulsarlon - this must what the Americans call freedom!

The sunset just outside the small village of Vik.