A Pretty-ish City

The other day, I said something along the lines of, “We will have lunch at noon-ish,” and managed to greatly confuse the kids, who though conversational in English, did not understand this word “noon-ish.” Explaining the definition and uses of “-ish” made me smile. That’s a random anecdote with no relation to the rest of…

The Canyon, the Chef, and the Sheep’s Head

I promised this story quite a few days ago, but there was work and there were kids and there was camping (more on that later). But no more excuses! After returning from Vestmannaeyjar several hours earlier than we had expected to do so, we found ourselves with a bit of free time on our hands….

Vestmannaeyjar

Those names just keep on getting easier to pronounce, right? The good news is that I can now say both Hvolsvöllur – the town in which I am living – and Seljalandsfoss – the first waterfall I visited – well enough for a native to understand me, though a vague look of confusion usually passes…

The Hills Are Alive…

… with the screams of my leg muscles. I am so out of shape. After five different heavy hiking and climbing attractions in less than 24 hours, that was my main take-away. Actually, to be honest and a little more positive about my fitness level, my main obstacle in all of these treks was my…

Culture Shock: Home Edition

Before studying abroad, we all had to attend a meeting at school to learn about culture shock. Now granted, this was more important for the students who would spend whole semesters in places like Japan or Costa Rico, but for me – preparing to kick up my heels in Italy for one glorious month –…

A New Dream, A New Challenge

I get this idea, one that I am sure is not mine alone, that travel is a privilege. Travel is a break from work, it is play, it is vacation. So why on earth would I think myself so privileged as to vacation all the time? Why should I be one of the lucky few…

How Not To Die While Hiking in Iceland

Psyche! I know nothing about hiking, especially in the natural Icelandic conditions (i.e. cold). In fact, I tend to be foolhardy, so I would probably die within the first few minutes of any serious attempt. The thing is, I like to climb. It’s practically an addiction. If I see a good tree or a lumpy…

The First Fall

Seljalandsfoss. I have no idea how to pronounce that. Luckily, you aren’t required to say the name in order to see the stunning beauty I experienced at this famous site. Halfway through an active day of work at my host home, the last thing I was expecting was to go running off on an impromptu…

Take Me to Church

My computer has been a bit sluggish lately, so I fed it coffee to see if it would wake up. Unfortunately, it seemed to have the opposite affect… Skip to the next morning, and I’m on my way to Reykjavik to find what might be the only Apple Store on the island (judging from the…