The church is closed however, so we just admire the surroundings. The landscape around us is typically Icelandic: not a tree nor a bush, but some green meadows followed sooner or later on the horizon by lava fields where only stand mossy rocks. The contrast is striking, and it is one of the aspects of the country that I love. I see a small farm in the distance and I already see myself living there, at least during the summer months! It is a pity that we cannot grow much on Icelandic soil, composed in its majority by infertile and unstable lands. The visibility is very good today, as I can see the tops of the Snaefellsnes peninsula beyond a shipwreck, quite a beautiful painting. We are mid-June, but the snow is still present at the top of the mountains and that is normal, given the geographical situation of Iceland.
Our journey continues, always through the lava fields, toward Sandvík where separate the Eurasian and North American tectonic plates from one another. Here, almost no grass, but volcanic rocks, moss, sand and ash out of sight, it’s amazing! We follow a small path to a gateway for the symbolic crossing of the crack, clear proof of the continuous moving of the plates of about 2 cm per year or 2 meters every 100 years. Thus, the young island that is Iceland (in comparison with the rest of the world) will continue to grow as the distance from the plates gets bigger.