We awoke on boxing day and were given another glorious sunrise… at around 10am. We had a quiet breakfast, one last walk around the farm, and hit the road back to Reykjavik for our last night in Iceland.
The next morning we one-by-one departed. After leaving Risa in Reykjavik, and dropping Felix off at the airport, Jerry and I spent a couple hours wandering around Keflavik, the town closest to the airport before we returned out trusty car, Dusty. It was a blustery, grey day, and a solemn end to our amazing trip.