We had heard the Icelanders take their New Years Eve celebrations seriously, and they weren't kidding. On the drive into town we were given this little appetizer of the night to come, fireworks and bonfires.
We started out having our own party in our little room; party hats, noise blowers, and crackers. Inside of our crackers they had jokes and charade games. We all took turns acting out our silly games and having a good time.





It was such a long day that we climbed into bed thinking that we would miss the main part of the celebrations. The fireworks had other plans. What started out as a few rogue fireworks turned into full fledged firework shows by everyone in town. It was obvious that we weren't going to be sleeping any time soon. Jeremy slipped out of bed first, followed by Kelton, Cambrie and then me. (Kenzie and Daxton were passed out, not even rockets could wake them.) We started by looking out the window then eventually ended up on the porch with our boots and blankets wrapped around us. Fireworks were going off all around us, big ones. It was wild. Jeremy had taken off in the car and came flying back into the parking lot to grab us and take us to a better viewing spot. We ended up in the center of a neighborhood watching with awe the show going on around us. Every house was launching huge fireworks, I've never seen anything like it. The show lasted for about forty minutes, just non-stop fireworks. At one point a rocket shot right in front of the car while Jeremy was driving!





The Northern Lights also appeared that night, and while I didn't capture this shot, it pretty much sums up an Iceland New Years Eve in spectacular fashion.
New Year’s Eve Memories
Jeremy: I was super excited when the fireworks wouldn’t
stop. So I jumped in the car and started driving around. I feel like I almost
died in the laundromat because of the smell. It lingered on me for about a day.
Forty-five minutes of finale fireworks with a 360 degree view was epic.
Kelton: I felt bad for Daxton and Kenzie because they slept
through the loudest fireworks in the world.
It felt fireworks were being fired around me, because they were. It felt like a grand finale. And then there was a second one, and then a
third. How do they even afford than many
fireworks?
Cambrie: There were a
lot of fireworks. No one got my Last Supper charades. That was rude.