Three months have passed since making the time to sit and document. Three months in which we've settled comfortably into London living, leaving no park or common untouched, eating all the things at every market within a 5 mile radius. More thoughts on this later, as I really want to write my heart out but I'm also trying to pay attention to House of Cards. Not an easy thing to do.
Backtracking a bit to February, in which we had a grand hausfrau reunion that was planned months and months ago when we knew we'd need a pick-me-up in the middle of winter.
Iceland is a gorgeous place, full of color to juxtapose the gray skies and icy, volcanic tundra. We crammed everything we could into a quick jaunt through Reykjavik and the Golden Circle tour, missing the Northern Lights due to the cloudy weather but still soaking up the beauty of our surroundings.
But really, I could be anywhere with these girls and it'd be the best time ever. They're the type of friends that you pick up right where you left off and carry on as if time hasn't passed.
Love love love.
Love love love.
I want to go back in the summer, when we can drive around ourselves and not have to rely on massive tour buses to get around. And to see the Gulfoss waterfall without the ice.
And to soak in the hot springs for an entire day.
Putting the ice behind us and looking forward to a Frankfurt reunion in the spring!
