In March I had a week of travel around French Polynesia’s Society Islands. I didn’t get into island or ship life, certainly not the way Capt. Cook or Marlon Brando did. More perplexing, I came up short on photo ops. Too many possibilities looked like calendar shots. That said, here are mine.
Move over Peru, Iceland is my new favorite country. An organic island of rugged beauty, volcanic underpinnings, wind, fresh air, and pristine vistas that attract a million visitors each year. My trip in the shoulder season of September meant fewer tourists crowding into a country the size of Ohio. What is so special? For starters, the country has intelligence. Route 1, which circles the island, is free of pot holes, litter, strip malls, billboards, and fast food joints. Here’s a big hug for the wonderful people of Iceland and scenic wonders a mere five hours east of Boston. I’m posting b&w images first. These were taken in Vik, Geysir, and Borgarnes.