A Journey Through Fire and Ice: Part 4

Rooooooxanne! You don’t have to put on the red light…

Nope, hold on. That’s not the Police song I had in mind for this blog post.

You see, on our last day in Iceland you’d be forgiven for thinking we were actually ‘Walking on the Moon‘!

Growing up in Yorkshire, I have been spoilt with scenery and much of Iceland’s landscape could be likened to parts of the Yorkshire Moors and Scottish Highlands. However, the Reykjanes Peninsula Geopark is completely different, and in my opinion, severely under-advertised.

I need a hole in my bucket, dear Liza!

Well, it’s finally here. The year I should probably stop wearing my hair in pigtails and think about growing up.

Pfft! Like that’s going to happen!

However, I do have a significant birthday coming up in a few months, the sort that makes you want to reflect on your life and achievements so far. Let’s just say, it’s not my 21st. Or sadly even my 21 + 9th…

How it happened is beyond me. I mean, I’m fully versed in the planetary movements that cause the sun to rise and set each day, marking the passage of time but there’s still a large part of my brain that doesn’t really believe we’ve moved past about 1998!