Land elds og ís

Land elds og ís.

The land of fire and ice.
Finally we met and I could not resist you. I fell for you. You put your spell on me and now I am everlastingly trapped inside your magic.
Yes. This is Iceland and this is what it does with you. It catches you like a butterfly from the sky and holds you in it's arms without ever letting go. Ever. But you really don't want to leave it either.
The emptiness it creates inside you is like running away from everything bad you know. And all you can feel is blissfulness.

Big and small, hand to hand rule that land of rocks.

 I knew what to expect. I did. Before stepping onto the plane I knew that my home for a week will be a land filled with mountains, ice, lava and rocks. 
 Then I saw it from the sky. Gorgeous.
 And then I looked at it when I was leaving the Keflavik airport. Empty. I must admit, that at first I was a bit disapointed. There was nothing there! But as we slowly drifted away with our bus towards Reykjavik I was hooked. There was nothing but lava, lava rocks and moss and that was what got me. An entirely different environment. A different paradise. A dangerous paradise and a quite windy one I must say. =)
I was finally there. The land of the Vikings.