On my fifth day in Iceland I ventured out towards the south part of the island. First stop was the village Vík í Mýrdal just below the volcano Katla. This volcano is very active. Twenty eruptions have been documented between 930 and 1918, at intervals of 20–80 years. Many times an eruption of the smaller volcano Eyjafjallajökull was followed by an eruption of Katla. Eyjafjallajökull last erupted in 2010 resulting in air-traffic shut-down in parts of Canada and all of Europe including Ukraine and Belarus. Katla is a ticking time bomb. The Vulcano is also one of the largest volcanic sources of carbon-dioxide (CO2) on Earth, accounting for up to 4% of total global volcanic carbon-dioxide emissions. When Katla erupts the glacier covering the Vulcano will melt causing floods, which will probably destroy the village Vík.

Vík has a population of 318 and a beautiful black beach. The stones are actually grey but when wet become shiny and black. The day was very cloudy and rainy so I couldn’t get a view of the volcano.

It was still early enough to drive on. In theory I could just reach Vatnajökull, a glacier covering 9% of Iceland, and its glacial lagoon. It was still another 2,5 hours and it meant I had to drive the whole distance back in the dark. I could always try to find a hotel I thought, although a quick Booking.com search learned that the cheapest option would cost almost a hundred euro. Still, I drove on, through a large very empty plain. The weather didn’t improve. There was no view whatsoever and the weather forecast for the next day was even worse. On a 150 kilometre stretch the only interesting bit was a pile of rocks where there used to be a house, but they are not really sure if there really was a house. Travellers pile rocks on each other for good luck and the government made a parking space and an information sign.

I never reached Vatnajökull and the beautiful glacial lagoon Jökulsárlón. I reckoned that the time I would reach Jökulsárlón it was practically dark and due to the weather I wouldn’t see much anyway. The whole endeavour also was a waste of money since the Suzuki was thirsty. In the middle of nowhere I made a U-turn and drove back to Reykjavík.