Tag Archive: ice

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

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