This post recaps our first family trip to Iceland in 2023. During this visit we stayed in Reykholt (the one near Gullfoss and Geysir), Húsafell, and Reykjavik.
Here we go!
Arrival and settling in
It begins!


Not much sleeping on the plane by anyone. No big surprise. Thankfully it’s a direct flight.
At KEF we didn’t do a jetway so kids got a kick out of that.

There was a long line at passport control but moved relatively fast. We were out in maybe 20 minutes.
Thankfully the Hertz line was short. We had some issues with the trunk of the Tesla Model Y rental not closing, where we have to try to close it a few times before it latched. I made note of it to the Hertz people, and took an abundance of photos and some videos of the rental car.1
There are supposedly some things to see and do near the airport but after the flight we were mostly shell-shocked. We made our way along the southern road, darting into a few towns that looked interesting, but given that it was still 8:30am on a Sunday nothing seemed open… even cafes.
Eventually we found ourselves in Selfoss, the most significant town we’d come across so far on our route. I wanted to test out EV charging while we still had plenty of charge. We had a rough go of it at first2 until I checked the trunk well and found a charging cable (and somebody’s sneakers). There are a few different charging standards but we should be good for the trip. Looking at maps of chargers, it appears there are reasonable options near everything we want to see.3
Charging started, Siena and I ducked away toward the grocery but found a bakery instead.



We were quick about things as I wanted to get back to the car since Sherri didn’t have a way to contact me. Another car vacated a faster charger, so we moved the plug to that charger, then headed to the Bónus grocery store in the same parking lot. Iceland can be an expensive place to eat out. Shopping at a grocery store can cut expenses significantly if you’re staying somewhere you can prepare food.
From here we headed toward the cottage, though we still had too much time to kill before checkin. We ended up at Efstidalur II, a restaurant and working farm. Sher and Siena hit the inflatable trampoline thing4, I went for strong coffee, and Rowan slept in the car. We’d be back here in a day or two for dinner and ice cream.


After trouble at the gate due to my not knowing how to make a voice call in Iceland, we met the cottage owners and settled in here. We treated ourselves to a geothermal fresh water hot tub, cooked some pork chops and chicken, and then headed to bed.
Oh, and I forgot a critical CPAP hose, so for the entire trip I’ll be sleeping with obstructive sleep apnea along with neverending sunlight.

Footnotes:
This is an absolute must in Iceland, where the winds are wicked and the volcanic sand is abrasive. You’ll want the photos in your back pocket in case there’s an issue with the rental car company. That said, we’ve rented twice with Hertz Iceland and haven’t had any issues when turning in. I would not suggest renting with Hertz in the US these days. ↩
I was really scratching my head looking at the charger stand, as it didn’t look like there were any compatible cables, but also surely we’re not the first Tesla to try to charge here in this busy charging spot? Figuring this out on no sleep also wasn’t helpful. ↩
IIRC this was a DC Fast Charger, so faster than a Level 2 you might find at a restaurant or parking garage, but slower than a Tesla Supercharger. There are Tesla Superchargers in Iceland, but you can’t rely on only using Superchargers if you’re out in the countryside. ↩
These things seem to be all over in Iceland… if you know where to look. ↩
Recovery and exploration around the Golden Circle
I kind of slept from midnight to 8am or so and woke up feeling hungover, without the boozing. All day I tried to push through with a wicked headache and neck aches that my usual ibuprofen dose couldn’t cut through. It took all the way until 9pm to start to feel somewhat normal, so this was kind of a lost day as far as feeling good.
I sat in the greenhouse, where I researched CPAP supplies and had a short doze. The weather ended up being better than forecast. In the early afternoon it was sunny and partly cloudy, temps in the high 50’s, with less wind than yesterday. This is very good Iceland weather.



The door lock for our Airbnb had me stumped. In the US we don’t typically include the door handle as part of the locking mechanism. Well, this is not the case in the countries I’ve visited in Europe. This door is strange in that you twist the knob down to bolt it, then turn the key. Nowhere is this obvious, but then once you know, you know. It took us about 5 mins to figure this out as we were trying to leave.
Here’s our shower. There is no shower indoors at this rental. This ends up not being a problem, actually, because 1) water is hot (VERY HOT) and instant, and 2) there aren’t neighbors within sight.

We set out mid-day to try to find Brúarfoss but couldn’t find where you turn in, so went to Geysir instead. We found a good charger there and managed to get the Tesla up to 98% charge, which should eliminate range anxiety for a few days. The visitors center was busy and touristy (and smelled like fish). We walked around the geysirs area – there’s one ‘main’ one where everyone stands around videoing themselves for 10-15 minutes until it finally goes off, plus a few smaller ones that don’t ‘geysir’. There’s a hike up a hill here that might be worth trying but we weren’t equipped for it… I had my ‘hangover’ and one of the kids wasn’t into it.

I did more research and this time we were able to find Brúarfoss… turns out the access road is like 600 meters from the road to our cottage. Oops. We went over there, did a bit of hiking around, and got some great images.

From there, drove to Laugarvatn to hit up a small market for butter, spaghetti, jam, and other snack type things. After dropping groceries we went back to Efstidalur II for an early dinner, where 3 of us ordered meatballs + fries, and Sherri had the cheeseburger. Meatballs were ok (kids didn’t like the sauce) and the fries had cayenne on them, so overall the meal could’ve been better in their opinion. I liked it.


The kids bounced some after dinner…

… then we came back to the cottage.
As I mentioned yesterday, I forgot a critical piece for my CPAP machine. First time for everything, I suppose, I just wish it wasn’t when traveling internationally for two weeks. I tried to reach out to several pharmacies but I’ll make a long story short and say I didn’t have any luck. Let’s throw obstructive sleep apnea on top of jet lag and endless days where the sun never sets!
Oh, and we figured out why the rental Tesla’s trunk was having problems closing. Quite the genius design by Tesla.

Some evening bouncing:
Perfect weather and after-hours touring
Sleep was better but still feels brute-forced in that it took me about an hour to finally nod off (I’m usually out in 5 mins, 10 mins tops), and then kept waking up. Crazy dreams. But managed to squeak out a full 8 hours, and I didn’t feel incredibly hungover and terrible.
I found out in an Iceland book I read today that Icelanders aren’t super great emailers, so my email to the apothecary is probably already sitting in Archive. Oh well. I’m powering through the trip without CPAP but it’s not my favorite.
Today our plan was to hang around the cottage until late afternoon, and then do the big tourist things in this area. Icelanders are opposed to paying to see natural wonders, so they’re usually free. On top of that, the two main ones we wanted to view today are open 24/7.
The weather was insanely beautiful today: mid-60’s, barely a cloud in the sky, only a light breeze. We caught up on reading and sunbathing, and spent some time in the hot tub. The kids wanted to go over to bounce place next door, but there were some teens already on there plus a tour bus pulling up, so we fell back to the cottage. We planned for an early-ish dinner around 5:30, and then headed out for touring around 6:30.
Two things worth mentioning about the cottage we’re staying. One, the owner took a room downstairs that’s maybe 10 ft x 8 ft and made it into a cozy lounge area. To reach it you have to go outside and down around the house to a separate entrance, which may be a bug or a feature depending on what you’re going for.

I was shocked to find the Tony Chachere’s in the cabinet, as we have the same can we’ve been working our way through for 20 years now. It’s not what I expected to see in a cabinet in rural(-ish) Iceland!

Our first stop was back over to nearby Efstidalur II for bounce and ice cream.

Then we made the easy drive down to Gullfoss, which no photo or video can capture the spectacle of; you truly have to see it. Since it was later in the evening, there weren’t the throngs of tour buses… we could truly take our time to soak in the sights.




We left there around 8pm and then made a return trip to Geysir. This time we hiked up to the lookout and were treated to spectacular views. We made our way back down, waited for the geysir to do its geysir thing, and then headed back to the cottage around 9:30.
I’m now a big fan of after-hours touring where possible. The cafes and gift shops aren’t open, and it’s not exactly deserted, but it’s a much more pleasant experience than mid-day with full trails and parking lots. All night daylight makes sleep more difficult, but the payback is in being able to visit these sites late into the day.
We’re checking out tomorrow and so far the Airbnb host for our next place has been nonresponsive, so I have some light anxiety around that. I’ve texted (via iMessage: delivered) and messaged in Airbnb but so far no response. I don’t have GPS coordinates for the next place, and the directions on Airbnb refer to a road number that doesn’t exist. The cottage is on the property of Hotel Husafell, so I can Google Map over to there, but once we get there we’ll be lost finding the actual cabin and getting in. I’m not totally freaking out: they’re a Superhost, there appear to be legit (and recent) reviews, and the book I read today indicated that the typical Icelander tends to save things til the last minute (something harkening back to fishing boats and the town needing to be available to unload those), but it’s also 2023 and you’re an Airbnb host.
Spoiler for tomorrow: my anxiety was well-founded!
Thingvellir and the journey to Húsafell
We said goodbye to Birna’s cottage.


We packed up and made our way to Húsafell, via Thingvellir National Park.
Þingvellir (or Thingvellir) is a UNESCO World Heritage site where the North American and Eurasian tectonic plates are visibly pulling apart, creating a dramatic rift valley with visible fissures and cliffs. They make a big deal out of this, and you can even scuba here. It’s also historically significant as the location of Iceland’s ancient parliament (Althing), established in 930 AD, making it one of the oldest parliamentary meeting places in the world.








After Thingvellir we took a bit of an indirect route, so that we could make a couple of planned stops.
Along the way we were caught by a red light kind of in the middle of nowhere, in front of a utility truck. I’d say we were at that light for a good five minutes wondering if we were doing some dumb tourist thing, but no… they were redoing the road and shuttling cars down one lane of the two lane road.


Anyway… no big deal, and we were off again.
First stop was at a computer store in Borgarnes. For some reason my Apple Watch charger decided to stop working. The computer store was in a mini-mall, so we did our grocery shopping there, too.
Our next stop was a quick 20 minutes up the road at a mini-mart / gas station / restaurant called Baulan, where we were able to do a fast charge on the car (49 -> 90%) and have dinner outside.




It’s kind of funny… I snapped a quick pic of the English language menu for this place so I could show the kids outside and ask what they wanted. Then, later, I posted it to Google Maps. It’s been viewed more than 14,000 times since then as of December 2025. I’m glad I could help out!
Another 45 minute drive found us at Hùsafell.
We still didn’t have directions from the Airbnb host. I’d texted her AND messaged through Airbnb but all we had was that it was a cottage in Hùsafell… which, to use an analogy (exaggerated only a little), is like saying that your rental house is in this one neighborhood near Disney World. Me: “Do you have a GPS for the cottage?” Her: “No, sorry”. So I’m really scratching my head trying to figure out how I’m being the stupid Airbnb guest here.
jfc.
So we’re here now and it’s… fine. One of the door sticks, we accidentally pulled the handle off the door on the other side, the keybox is really sticky, the other door locks itself automatically, there are only two bowls, the TV doesn’t work. Anyways. It’s a place. We got settled, me and the kids went to walk down to the bistro to check things out, they bounced on the rainbow jump pillow, they tried the hot tub for a little bit (mostly swatting at flies).


Lava tubes and waterfall hunting
Good morning from the Húsafell cottage.

We left for the lava tube around 12:10. Amazing cave tour! Lots of photos. Rowan liked it especially.







After lava tube we came over to the Hùsafell Hotel bistro place – 3 of us split a meat lovers pizza and Siena had tempura shrimp.


We relaxed back at the cottage for awhile, and set out to try to find some hiking trails which were supposed to start on property.
There are elaborate hiking trail maps but we couldn’t find any of them. We really tried. They have printed maps, we asked a staff members, we scoped it out with the car. We could. Not. Find. Them.

We bailed on that, grabbed the car, and headed to Hraunfossar Waterfall, which is just a few minutes away.


We spent about 30 mins there. Back “home”, we cooked pork chops on the filthy grill (which I left much cleaner than I found it), and combined with potatoes and a veggie for a decent home-cooked meal… at a fraction of the price of eating out.
Later, the kids made another trip to the jump pillow at 10:30pm because why not, it doesn’t get dark here, and then back at the cottage for the night.
Horses and hot springs
We went to Sturlureykir Horse Farm near the northern Reykholt1, and me and Siena rode horses! Siena was all grins from the moment we went into the stable to pick our horses, until the end when we were back to the barn.







Since we were in the area, we went to Deildartunguhver (next to Krauma, which I had previously staked out), which was steamy.
I had my first (and only, so far) Icelandic hot dog and it was much better than I could’ve expected… to the point where I want them all the time now. The crunchy onions really make it.
After that we stopped by Reykholt and checked out an old stone house and cemetery.





Then finally back to Husafell, where we stopped by the Bistro again, this time me getting the buffet (which was… not good), and the other three splitting the meat lovers pizza (which was quite good). Live and learn.
Since we were into the weekend now, Friday night and all, the campground was hopping… lots of activity there, plus lots of kids around at the jump pillow. Rowan begged to go back over there at 10:30pm, but honestly… I was done. It was a busy day!
Here are some photos of the cottage itself.








Footnotes
I say ‘the northern Reykholt’ because there are two, both are near tourist areas, and it’s possible to be confused. Something to note! ↩
Moving day to Reykjavik
Moving day! We had some timing issues to work through. Though our Hertz reservation said we could drop by 4pm, the office itself at Reykjavik Domestic airport closed at 3pm. In one place I read it said I could do a key drop; somewhere else it said I absolutely could not do a key drop. Easiest bet was to just have the car there by 3pm. We could check in to our lodging at 2pm. We also needed to budget time for Supercharging so the car was returned near 80%.
We drove direct from Husafell to the Supercharger on the north side of Reykjavik – and were lucky that nobody was there, though 2 car showed up directly after us, and another car ended up having to wait at least 15 minutes.1 We made it to 83%, then set out to find our Reykjavik home for the next few nights. We found without much trouble, dropped the bags, then I was off to drop the car, trying my best to understand and follow Reykjavik driving laws and etiquette.
We’d brushed some bushes back near Laugarvatn that made a scratch but I think I successfully distracted the Hertz guy by volunteering a scratch on the inside drivers side seat that was pre-existing. No additional charges, and I was on my way to walk the 2.2km from the airport back to our rental. “What’s the best way to get from here back over to the old town?” “Just look for the Church.” Good idea, thanks Hertz guy.
These were my photos from fast-walking back from the Hertz at the domestic airport:



The weather today was cooler and more overcast than previous days.
First stop was back to the obligatory Hallgrimskirkja for a closer look, which is both larger and smaller than in the photos; Siena and I checked out the inside while Rowan and Sherri stayed outside.





Then there was swinging on the swings out front. We took photos on the rainbow road and just wandered around the town.

I was starving by this point and found a nice place for fish & chips.


After coming back to the rental for a bit, Siena and I went down to the water to the Sun Voyager art installation.

Wanting to head back up the church but not wanting to walk the hill, we rented a Zolo scooter and zipped up the hill (1.2mi).
For dinner all of us ate at a touristy Italian place Rossopomodoro up the hill from Old Charm. It was fine. Then back ‘home’ for the night, with a quick pop-in to a convenience store for ice cream.
A note on our Reykjavik lodging. We stayed at Old Charm Reykjavik. Writing this two years later, it’s the second time now we’ve stayed there, and would definitely recommend it if you’re looking for that experience between a full service hotel and an Airbnb. It worked great for our family of four.
Footnotes
We’d have a similar experience when revisiting Iceland again, where we rolled into the charger at just the right time. If you’re renting a Tesla and have a certain time you need to drop it off by, I’d budget an hour here for waiting+charge, with the hope you get our earlier. ↩
Rainy day in Reykjavik
At the bottom of the hill, near the Sun Voyager sculpture, is a little bakery. I found a spot in the corner, had a coffee and croissant, and caught up on some news.


Today was a wet, chilly day, with mostly light rain with some heavier at times. Not the best day to be taking in the sites. I was thankful for my Columbia rain jacket.
There’s a punk museum over by the Prime Minister’s house:

Reykjavik’s iconic rainbow road:

Another iconic venue is Hús máls og menningar, a bookstore with a bar and live music.


Daughter and I did some souvenir shopping (pot holder and coaster) and walked around a bit. Otherwise we were mostly indoors today, with the exception of wife and son popping out for Oreo ice cream.
In the evening three of us set out to Subway (eat fresh!). Wife and daughter wanted something quick and predictable for dinner.

I was set on trying to find a restaurant for myself for my last dinner in Iceland, but I couldn’t get past my introversion enough to sit in a busy restaurant by myself, though I did end up walking about 2.5 miles, which was good exercise.
Tomorrow we need to be out by 11am, so I have a car arranged and I really hope they show up on time, as more rain is predicted. This gets us to the airport around 11:45am for a 4:45pm flight, but I don’t see a way around it. Better early than late and all that, right? It will be a long day. The flight itself is 6.5 hours, and with the time difference we land around 7:30pm EDT. I’ve booked for us to do our Global Entry interviews on arrival. Plus get our bags, schlep to the economy lot, drive home… and then I repack for a trip to NYC the next day. Whew. I’ll be a happy camper come June 24.


Departure day and KEF airport chaos
Today we say goodbye to Old Charm Reykjavik and make our way back home.


Our private car to the airport picked us up right at 11, which was great.
As I mentioned yesterday, logistical challenges meant we arrived at the airport around five hours before our flight.
The KEF airport experience is interesting, and there aren’t a lot of workers around to help, so I’ll try to explain our experience in a way that can perhaps help others. My disclaimer is that this was a few years ago, perhaps specific to Icelandair, perhaps foggy due to exhaustion. YMMV.
Here’s an official map from the KEF airport authority as of December 11, 2025. Note where they say check-in us. My memory of things is in yellow/orange.

When you enter the terminal, look for the self check-in machines.
If you arrive more than 3 hours before your flight, you might not be able to check in:

We decided we’d just wait for awhile, so we walked over to the seating area next to the elevator/stairs/escalator that leads up to departures. Next to the elevator, around to the side, we found another machine – poorly-marked – that seemed to indicate it would print luggage tags for us. And it did! We tagged our bags and then kept exploring.
The check-in desks were still unstaffed at this point, but saw Baggage drop - self service (see map). Using the bag self-check we were able to rid ourselves of our bags. And, while my memory is fuzzy and I might be wrong, it let us do this in advance of the other self check-in machines ‘unlocking’ to let us check in.
That done, you can either hang out in this area or head through security.
In the grand style of newer airport terminals, you must pass through a fragrant duty-free store to get to the rest of the airport. Once you’re on the other side, you’ll find an area with wood seats and a variety of restaurants and shops. Please pay attention to prices and do your conversion math correctly here! I found some food items to be extremely expensive, even for Iceland. Like $33 for one regular-sized takeaway sushi expensive.

Now you have some time to kill.
Two things to mention here, otherwise it’s like every other airport you’ve been to:
I believe they’re improving things over in D but all three times I’ve been there it has been chaotic with not a lot of seating, so try to time things so you don’t over over to D terminal too early. Maybe eyeball the Passport Control line and get a sense for how long that might take.
Overall, it’s an airport doing far more traffic than they can seem to handle, but you know what? You’re in Iceland! Enjoy the last few hours, savor the experience, and start thinking about your next visit.
Footnotes
In the US we’re not used to passing through passport control on the way out of the country, so this may catch some people. ↩