Wednesday, October 28, 2015

The Best Part of a Round the World Trip….


There are many options to fill in the blank on this one. Seeing new places. Discovering new cultures. Getting lost in foreign cities. Meeting new people. Looking through your pictures and remembering. Looking through your Instagram pictures and being impressed (you can still see our Instagram photos by clicking on the thumbnail photos to the right). Coming home.

Yep, coming home may be my answer now. I would not trade this year for anything. What an amazing adventure and blessing Matt and I could share our first year of marriage caring for one another in such a unique way. I am so grateful for it. But there comes a point when you are tired of waking up and not being entirely sure what city or even what country you are in. There comes a point when you want to sleep in the same bed night after night.

While we no longer wonder what country we’re in, we haven’t quite made it to the same bed night after night yet. But that will come.

We have been home for four months now (that is hard to believe!). We have loved reuniting with friends and family over that time. However, I have had to continually hang my head in shame as Matt sings praises of our blog and I have to admit that I never finished it. Honestly.

Frankly, I was tired. I didn’t really have anything witty to say and as I mentioned before, the number of pictures we were taking was dwindling. But, we made it around the world and we need to record that. Our progeny should not be left with a cliffhanger wondering if we ever made it out of the Baltics.

So, I am returning to bring this blog home. Thank you for reading it and enjoying our adventure with us. I apologize for several odd typos and probably some incoherent sentences. In my defense, I essentially texted each of those posts on my phone. Except for China. I had to email those to my amazing mom who then typed them and posted them for me since I couldn’t access the blog in China. Oh, China, you and your regulations  feel so far away and so long ago now.

So, there is my ‘welcome back’ and my ‘enjoy the end’. We visited two more countries before some pretty fun adventures here in the states since the last time I wrote (including a hike along the Sierras, ending in climbing Mt. Whitney!).  So, here they are: the end, for now.
 

The End Part 2: The Land of the Midnight Sun


I stole that from Alaska. But Iceland is at the same latitude, so it still applies.

Our final destination was Iceland. We thought it would be awesome to tag that on the end as we headed back across the Atlantic. I don’t know that either of us really expected it to be one of our favorite spots, ut since our return it has been in the top three places we recommend to others. Iceland is amazing. Granted, it was sunny the whole time, so I don’t know that I would feel the same in December. But June is incredible.
 
 
 

We were there for Midsummer’s Eve. I feel like if ever one should be pagan it should be on the solstice. And what better place to be pagan than Iceland? Seriously. I was also sure that Bjork would somehow be part of this as well.

Anyways, we had put together an itinerary that would allow us to see the most we could in seven days. We decided to stick to the southern end of the island. Someday, we would like to return and do the whole Ring Road all the way around. For now, we didn’t want to rush around, but we also knew there were some key highlights that we didn’t want to miss. We had three areas we decided to base ourselves. The first was just north of the Snaefellness Peninsula (west of Reykjavik), the second was northeast of Reykjavik, so we would have access to the eastern coast, the final stop was in Reykjavik, so we could see the city and enjoy the Blue Lagoon.

We landed just outside Reykjavik, picked up our rental car and headed to the Peninsula. We had arranged to stay in a cozy cabin at the edge of a tree farm. It was brilliant. It felt fairly remote and was tucked into the trees. It had a living area, a small kitchen, a  bathroom and a bedroom. The shower was at the back of the house, guarded by the trees. So, our Midsummer celebration was spent in an outdoor shower, enjoying the hot water while the cold wind blew around us. About as pagan as we get. I think we both showered a couple times a day.
 




 
 

Since it was the solstice, we had sunlight all day. The middle of the night at its darkest was just twilight. We loved it because we were comfortable spending the whole day exploring the area and weren’t concerned about driving in the dark or missing sites because it was too late.

We did end up staying up later simply because we didn’t feel like we needed to go to bed when it was so light. One night, while we were in Reykjavik, I looked out the window at midnight and saw a kid riding his bike around the street, just for fun.
 
Anyways, we used that light and spent the whole day driving around the Snaefellness Peninsula. Iceland is unlike any other landscape I had ever seen. It is so volcanic that the rock has formed the land in peculiar ways. It was truly stunning. We drove out to a small fishing village and walked up to the lighthouse after lunch. We brought our Ikea thermos along and drank hot chai all day long.








 
As we drove south, we saw a sign for a shark museum and decided to visit. It was run by a family that catches shark and supplies most of the restaurants in Iceland with shark meat. We ate fermented shark meat. It was as unpleasant as you would expect it to be. (ask Matt and he will give you a very articulate description of the flavors). The artifacts the family had gathered over the years were pretty interesting. There was a boat about 25 feet long that had originally been used to catch shark. That is a small boat between you and a shark.

 

After that we continued along wrapping around a volcano. We stopped in various places for short walks to craters and viewpoints. And the sun never set!
 




 
 

 

We drove north and returned to our little cabin, and showered, obviously.

The next day, we drove the long way around a bay to our next little cabin. This one was not as remote (no outdoor showering) however it did have a hot tub, which was incredible. The couple who owned it were very sweet and welcoming and made us traditional Icelandic desserts, so that was fun. Also, the woman’s name was Thora, as in the female version of Thor. How awesome is that?

 

We took a couple day trips from there. We drove up to some geysers and watched those spew into the air every few minutes. We were also able to get up close and personal with several waterfalls.





 

We visited a sustainable village called Solheimar. It had once been used as a children’s home. The pictures made it look pretty campy. Today, it is adults with disabilities live and work there. They learn various arts and crafts and make those to sell to visitors. It was a beautiful little place that we enjoyed wandering around.


 


We also drove by this massive church several times. I believe it was considered a cathedral. It was huge and always stood out against the landscape.
 
On our last full day out with the car, we headed out to the coast for some more sightseeing. It was so cold! The land, though is so beautiful. As I go through our pictures trying to select which ones to share, it is so hard to narrow it down. The wild hinterlands of Iceland are unbelievable. Writing this makes me want to go back!




 

The next day, we drove off to Reykjavik and had our first sightseeing day there. We walked around and found some tasty restaurants. We went to the cathedral, and found a few shops. As far textiles go, there were some great wool sweaters that were so tempting and animal skins, which I am not against. Reindeer and seal were the most intriguing, although seal seemed kind of wrong and slightly illegal, but I guess it isn’t. Needless to say, we will not have any animal skins on our floor layered with our Turkish rugs, yet.

We planned to return our car once we were in Reykjavik and just use public transportation, because it’s not cheap to have a car there, but it was worth it. So early the next morning we drove out to the Blue Lagoon before taking our car to the airport. The Blue Lagoon is a natural hot spring that is used as a resort now. It is a brilliant blue in the middle of this rocky molten lava landscape. It’s impressive. We booked the first possible time, having read that by mid-morning all the tour buses arrive. So perfect to go first thing in the morning. At that time of year, the light will never be different, so it’s not like you’re missing out on a twilight swim, and the air is so cool, that the water feels amazing. I think that Matt was the very first person in and had it to himself for a couple minutes. A few others were in when I arrived, but it was still pretty empty, which was not what I had expected. There are different areas of the lagoon to swim around in. One has a waterfall. Other areas are obviously where the water is being pumped in and can be extremely hot. The bottom has a soft, but thin layer of mud making it very comfortable to walk/crawl around. It’s never deep enough to not reach the bottom, I don’t know that I even ever stood up straight while still being submerged, you just kind of crawl around. The water is opaque, but not in a creepy way. There are vats of mud around the pool that is supposedly very good for your skin, so you use it as a mask. We had a lot of fun doing that and your skin does feel really smooth when you finish. You can also spend a lot of money to bring a small bottle home with you. It was tempting. Once you’re in, you can stay all day long if you want, which is really great.



 

After that, we spent our time walking around Reykjavik. Our apartment was not really within walking distance, but we’re cheap and the city bus is not, so we walked. On our anniversary, we walked along the water, pass the Viking ship statue and made our way to an amazing restaurant, that was so hipster, I loved it. Iceland is a surprisingly hipster place. We even made it to our last international living history place. Matt found an organ to play and I found lots of gorgeous textiles to admire.






 

I think it’s great that our last full day of travel was our anniversary. It seemed like the appropriate way to celebrate. The next morning, we gathered our backpacks and went to the airport. We flew into Seattle where we met our friends and enjoyed a very American meal. Oh that was good. Then we continued on to San Francisco and ended our year abroad. How strange to say that.

Now, we have a list of places we want to return to and places we hope to visit for the first time someday. South America is still out there. We’ve been to Chile, but there is a lot more to see. I have a little dream of fixing up a trailer and driving south. We could do it. There is also so much more of Northern Europe and Eastern Europe. We didn’t see any of the ‘Stans, and I am determined to make it there someday. The Holy Land is also a place to reach eventually. The hinterlands are so vast, and yet so small. The connection of people from land to land is just beautiful. There is struggle and there is relief. There is tragedy and there is hope. Most of all, there is wild beauty.  I can’t believe how much we’ve seen.
 

How blessed we are.