Back to Iceland
Remembering to begin again and again, getting into the rythum of travel. And fall into Jet lag, instead of fighting it.
As I was driving north on my first day in iceland I was taken surprized how much the landscape reminds me of the Dalles. Basalt rocks, warm golden grasses, rolling hills to powerful snow covered mountains, waterfalls in every direction. So familiar, I feel at home in this wind swept lava landscape. I lucked out with weather in the 40’s and light rain.
My first stop, after a $20 bagel with smoked trout breakfast, was Laugardalslaug Pool. I was so tired but wanted to keep going so did the hot pots and hung out in the sea water pool at the end. I love the soft Icelandic voices as darkness turns to twilight. I didn’t last long but what a great way to embrace Iceland by soaking my sore body after the flight. My favorite image was a group of people doing water aerobics. Colorful swim caps bobbing in the pool. As the fully clothed instructor in winter gear, hat, gloves and boots shouts out directions and demonstrates what to do.
Sorry Cameras are not allowed, use your imagination and laugh.
With only a few hours of light, darkness surrounds, but is very cosy with lights in windows, advent lights and snow flakes, makes all the tiny towns sparkle. Even the cemeteries have lights at night. All the rooms I stay are almost to warm everything heated with thermals gothermal.
May last day in iceland I ended up at a national park in the Golden circle with 5 huge buses and tons of people tromping through. After 2 day of mostly being on my own in wilderness is was a bit of a shock. And aware how there is even more tourism than 3 years ago. It was lovely to have a car and get away. One of my goals was to get to the Christmas markets to see what artist are producing. But found out most venders were not selling there own works, but of china and abroad. I did meet a wonderful Printmaker, but when I went to her site www.ikorninn.com It didn’t have her name. See her print below, The Space Traveler
Wonderful landscapes caught in twilight is what I will take away this trip. Rich yellows, warm deep browns, clear blues of cold water, greens of moss and Violet light. Layered Violets is what I am most aware, that space between. On the flight I was so excited to see the Aurora dancing across the sky green, with 3 shooting stars. That thin veil between worlds, visible magic dancing.
Iceland a way to shift into the unknown and begin again.