I thought I’d follow this unprecedented event with more craziness. This week will be a walk down memory lane, posts that I wanted to share, but for one reason or another they never happened. I always have much more to say than I dare risk without my comment box filling up with laments: No, not another post on Salzburg; Is she ever going to move past Maui? Okay, I know she lives in Illinois, but really, I’ve seen and heard all I want to see and hear when it comes to the Land of Lincoln! Finish that basement and get on with your life/travel, or I’m getting on with my own life!
So much food for thought; so little time.
Voila! Your first tasty morsel in a smorgasbord of posts this week offers a tasty tidbit from the land of fire and ice.
Iceland is the queen of green between her geothermal heat generated from sitting on the Mid-Atlantic ridge and all her hydroelectric power generated from an abundance of stunning waterfalls.
Jimmy and I got to see Iceland up close and personal almost a year ago (plenty of posts in July 2012 for perusing if you missed it), but I’ve yet to close the book on this majestic island the size of Kentucky. It’s just all too amazing and pristine and rugged, her people and beauty a constant source of inspiration. Besides, with 22 hours of daylight to burn for the full ten days we were there, it stands to reason I’d have more pictures (and more to say) when it comes to the land of fire and ice.
This turf house called Laufas is located in the fertile coastline of the Eyjafjordur (the fjord of Eyja) near the cities of Grenivik and Akureyri in northern Iceland.