Having discovered downtown Reykjavik the day before, we decided to visit a more historic side of the city. Built between 1913 and 1917, the Reykjavik old harbor reflects on the history of Iceland all the while evaluating with it. As we arrived on the site, we were struck by how alive something called old was. The country’s biggest construction to this day was swarming with people and the vivid colours that echoed to the ones we had seen the day before made it hard to believe made it hard to believe that we were looking at something made over a century ago.
Locals went on with their routine as we, and other curious tourists, watched. Boats were brought to or left the shore, shops welcomed customers and we started walking around. We stopped many times to either look at what the sea or at Mount Esja located beyond it.
The port’s energy was invigorating without being overbearing and it kept us going until we had no choice, but to stop and eat. It seemed to have started to become a habit for us to forget time as we lost ourselves in Reykjavik’s beauty.
Our appetite once more appeased, we made our way to the Reykjavik Museum of Photography hoping to learn more about the country. The pictures exposed in this museum have been regrouped in a free exposition in order to retrace Iceland’s history and give those interested the chance to peek at the past. We were, so we did. We immersed ourselves in the lives of others, experiencing life from 1870 to 2002.
Believe it or not, transcending eras can make one very hungry and so we left, taking with us a piece of Icelandic time.