Iceland is a complete change for us.

After traveling across the African continent over the past few years – crossing the equator twice and standing at its southernmost tip – Iceland is the exact opposite.

At this time of year, there is daylight 24 hours a day. It is usually cold. It rains a lot. It is often windy. And in the north, we are just 2 km away from the Arctic Circle.

The landscape is breathtaking. The sunny days are wonderful, and the (few) hikes we go on are magnificent.

Over the course of seven weeks, we travel – more or less – "only" through the north, taking plenty of time for the Westfjords and Snæfellsnes, though we do slightly regret that the highland roads only open gradually starting in mid-July.

As we approach the Ring Road and the tourist hotspots, it becomes clear that Iceland has an over-tourism problem.

Even so: Dettifoss, the puffins, the whale museum in Húsavík, Mývatn, and the lagoons at the foot of the glaciers are amazing – despite the crowds around us.