Reykjavik — Waking up by the Icelandic mountains was quiet and sweet. “I’ve had dreams which felt soft as wool”, I remember thinking shortly after waking up. It may have been because of the constant sights of sheep, literally by the thousands in just a few days driving around Southeast Iceland, that made me think of wool. Or the dreams were probably really just that soft. Looking out the window at 6h35am I ...
Stykkishólmur — We had followed some vague directions found online, following a dirt road through a lava field, past a ruin of a house inhabited only by sheep until we came to the end of the road. And then we walked,...
West — Ingjaldsholskirkja (yes I also haven’t got the faintest clue how to pronounce that), Snæfellsnes Peninsula, Iceland. Having stopped off at some stunning sea cliffs on the Snæfellsnes peninsula for su...
South — Day 1 on our Icelandic road trip. I’m exhausted, sleep deprived, and I struggle to find the energy to write these words. I really wanted to write something up though, mostly because I feel like Icela...
Dreaming in and on.
Yes, I'll have my cappuccino with a view, please.
The thing that'll always stay with me is the roads. The empty open roads that wound through the dramatic landscape.
We stand looking out, not speaking, as the rays of the midnight sun hit the snow-bound peninsulas
I closed my eyes, leant on my companion's shoulder, and silently thanked Iceland's hidden people for creating this gently steaming pool.
Noodles in a Fen
Do the Icelandic Horse shuffle.
The Aurora Borealis Meets the Milky Way
The Lone Church, Western Iceland