I love you, Iceland.
A US Army DC3 plan crashed in the 1950’s on a deserted beach near Solheimsandur, Iceland. It’s still there, a skeleton on the black sand beach, in the middle of nowhere.
These stacks of rock in the ocean near Vik are called Reynisdrangar.
A dog on the beach, trying to catch one of the birds that nest in the cliffs.
This surreal place is called Jokulsarlon. It’s a glacial lagoon filled with thousands of icebergs.
I like horses.
Horses like me too.
I know the secret to making a pony smile. I’ll tell you if you buy me a plane ticket to Reykjavik.
More to come.