A trip of a lifetime to Iceland isn't something one quickly forgets. To be honest, it was one of the hardest trips we've ever taken. We both felt off and had a hard time enjoying certain parts of the trip (like being constantly cold and not sleeping well), but we still wouldn't ever trade the experience. It's a rugged country, but you'll see natural beauty that your eyes even have problems comprehending. Our most magical night was lounging in the Myvatn baths for 4 hours while the Northern Lights danced overhead. We didn't have our cameras or our phones, so I guess it's a "you had to be there to really get it" moment, but just trust me, it's an event that won't leave my memory anytime soon. We don't have any big trips planned for now since we're waiting on a foster child, but I can't wait to get out there again soon!
From afar, it almost looks like an airplane crash site. Thick white smoke rises up and blurs your vision. The closer you get, the more you realize it is here, at the foot of Mount Námafjall, that Iceland’s geological history becomes palpable and tangible. The fissures and craters remind one of open wounds while the color scheme seems infinitely various.
«Mi ricordo quando mi sedetti su un masso vicino al lago, a nove anni, e pensai che fosse un buon posto per pensare.
C’è una forte eco sul fondo dell’arco di colonne di basalto, avevo voglia di farlo sentire a Fugli ma non mi andava di spezzare quella quiete. Il geranio selvatico ha perso i fiori, le bacche stanno maturando. Siamo andati sulla punta dello zoccolo e ne abbiamo raccolte un po’ per mangiarle». "Terreni" di #OddnýEirÆvarsdóttir#appartenereallaterra
Oggi si torna in #Islanda con la bellissima foto del Lago #Myvatn di @spiccandoilvolo!
J'ai mangé des oeufs.
Et là comme une madeleine de Proust, bam ! L'odeur de l'Islande qui me revient. Enfin, c'est pas toute l'île qui sent l'oeuf pourri... mais quand même. Notamment Hverir.
Voilà. C'était la poésie du soir. Ne me remerciez pas. 😂