While we were in Iceland we were trying to come to a conclusion what word could sum up our experience in Iceland. All the big, descriptive, fancy words that ran through my mind honestly didn’t get mentioned more than “Wow”. Just “Wow”. Yeah, like Owen Wilson’s interpretation.
Every bend, crest, horizon we approached, time literally froze until we pinched ourselves. The realization of actually being surrounded by this style of beauty was magical.
Every memory, experience and choice I have made in the past has lead me to where I am today. I’m pretty happy.