Ice gets up early
I’m not a morning person. “Grab hold of your attitude” I admonish myself, and try to remember the satisfaction of looking at the clock after a productive day and finding it’s only 11:00.… Continue reading
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Now that’s just far too pretty. This is Jökulsarlon.
“Did you make it to Jökulsárlón?” asked my friend Jessica, when she heard I was in Iceland. The name didn’t ring any bells. “Don’t get on the plane without seeing it – really!” This… Continue reading
Words didn’t happen in Iceland, but photos did
Iceland, for me, was a vacation from traveling. I had few cultural experiences there (one that threatened projectile vomit), met few Icelanders (guys in a bar explained how to avoid dating one’s cousin… Continue reading
I don’t believe you, but I love you anyway
They tell me this is one planet. All the same one. But I’m not sure I believe them. Because I remember walking down a backstreet in San Salvador, where children stopped their… Continue reading
