Where do I start when words can't describe a place? I only have feelings of an introvert, deep inside, somewhere far away, a place like Iceland that feels like home.
Pictures still burn in my mind of this other worldly land. Single box homes sprinkled along the moon-like shore. An Island that has everything going for it and everything going against it. The Land of Fire and Ice, the land of extremes. The land of beautiful people, fat cats, and active volcanos. The sheer survival and stubbornness of the people is like the landscape itself, and has touched my heart.
Although only there for a short visit, Iceland dominates my thoughts and dreams. My experience there has planted a political seed, a dream for a world that could possibly be. One with renewable energy, fresh water, fair economics, and respect for the environment. Where a place like Iceland could inspire the entire planet to feel like home.
Iceland - airport bathrooms
Reykjavik, city capital
Iceland has already had a lesbian president. No issues.
Blue Lagoon -geothermal spa in a lava field
No need to buy bottled water. Icelandic water is not polluted and filtered by lava rocks.
About 85% of total primary energy supply in Iceland is derived from domestically produced renewable energy sources.
I want one of these sweaters!
The quiet Island of Iceland has been overwhelmed with tourism lately.
Showing off some of my viking dna.