I'm pretty sure the highlight of travelling is when you arrive at your destination, and not because you're at the place you've wanted to go, but because you can finally get out of the painstaking world of airports and plane rides. Seriously, I don't see the point in torturing criminals any other way...if they wanted to drive them insane all they have to do is imprision the person of interest in an endless universe of airports and constant flights until they're sore butts and confused minds of jetlag bring them to their knees crying. I think THAT is the ultimate torture! Lol, well even though we were all at each others necks for an entire day and our minds were exhausted...we made it. This place is green from the moss/grass fields, but at the same time its black from its volcanic soil and sand. I can't wait to check out the black sand beaches I heard about. Iceland is definitely beautiful; even though the skies are usually clouded, the sun always shines bright...oh and the sunset! At about nine tonight, only a couple hours ago, we ate dinner on the volcanic rock shore watching the skyline go from a warm yellow gold to a burning hot pink-red as the time went by. It was stunning I tell ya. There's, of course, going to be pictures of it on here....once I find that plug in for the camera. :P
We arrived this morning at 6:30 Icelandic time, which is about midnight back at home. Then we got to our Inn and crashed on the beds, tired because our bodies still felt like it was the middle of the night, even though the skies were light around us. Finally Mom dragged us out of our beds and we went for a walk around the city, checking out the shops and roads of down town. It was only a few hours, and yet it felt like we had spent half the day because there was just so much to see. All the while, while we were exploring, I kept thinking about how only a few days ago, I was wearing shorts and a tank top, hot all day in the summer heat: But now, it's as if time has sped up into a place of interminable Vancouver spring. Moist and rainy, yet still there's a glimpse of sunlight grazing the horizon. I don't know if I miss summer. I tend to think I will after some time of cold weather. After all, Summer is my favourite season.
Scarier even then living in a place that doesn't know life above 15 degrees C, is going to school tomorrow. Thankfully, because its going to be the first day, kids only stay for an hour. I'm not exactly ready for the politics and social stuff of the high school life, especially in a country where everyone could say whatever they want about me in their language and I wouldn't understand a word they'd say. Instead I'd probably just stand there like an idiot with a look of confusion or irritiation. I've always had a problem not being able to understand what people around me are saying, but I guess I'm going to have to get used to it. There's no way not to face the music, unless I lock myself in the apartment and become a fat couch potato. But what's the fun in that? Might aswell do it the interesting way. :)
Oh, forgot to mention the beauty genes these people have. I mean, everyone here (girls and boys), are all tall blond models. Completely unfair, but I think it'll be nice for Iceland to experience a little foreign colour. Kids, prepare to meet Barbados, cause here she comes :D hahahaha.
Anyways, I'll keep you posted on the adventure inside the heart of the high school belly, and out.
"I will survive!",
Lexie <3
We arrived this morning at 6:30 Icelandic time, which is about midnight back at home. Then we got to our Inn and crashed on the beds, tired because our bodies still felt like it was the middle of the night, even though the skies were light around us. Finally Mom dragged us out of our beds and we went for a walk around the city, checking out the shops and roads of down town. It was only a few hours, and yet it felt like we had spent half the day because there was just so much to see. All the while, while we were exploring, I kept thinking about how only a few days ago, I was wearing shorts and a tank top, hot all day in the summer heat: But now, it's as if time has sped up into a place of interminable Vancouver spring. Moist and rainy, yet still there's a glimpse of sunlight grazing the horizon. I don't know if I miss summer. I tend to think I will after some time of cold weather. After all, Summer is my favourite season.
Scarier even then living in a place that doesn't know life above 15 degrees C, is going to school tomorrow. Thankfully, because its going to be the first day, kids only stay for an hour. I'm not exactly ready for the politics and social stuff of the high school life, especially in a country where everyone could say whatever they want about me in their language and I wouldn't understand a word they'd say. Instead I'd probably just stand there like an idiot with a look of confusion or irritiation. I've always had a problem not being able to understand what people around me are saying, but I guess I'm going to have to get used to it. There's no way not to face the music, unless I lock myself in the apartment and become a fat couch potato. But what's the fun in that? Might aswell do it the interesting way. :)
Oh, forgot to mention the beauty genes these people have. I mean, everyone here (girls and boys), are all tall blond models. Completely unfair, but I think it'll be nice for Iceland to experience a little foreign colour. Kids, prepare to meet Barbados, cause here she comes :D hahahaha.
Anyways, I'll keep you posted on the adventure inside the heart of the high school belly, and out.
"I will survive!",
Lexie <3