Laugavegur & Hornstrandir

Some impressions of my trip to Iceland from beginning till end of August.

"While wandering through icelandic wilderness pretty most you can think about is how to preserve this once more astonishing impressions it supplies. At the end of the day, you´re pretty much just happy that your tent protects you from which is so beautiful" 

Reykavík - Thorsmörk - Landmannalaugar - Þingeyri - Ísafjörður - Hornvík - Hesteyri - Reykavík

Hopefully I will find some time to write a travel journal, if one´s allowed to call it like this, if you write your impressions down several months after the actual experience. For example when you´re completly wet at the end of your powers, sheltered only by an ice cave from wet fog and chilly wind, a self-rolled cigarette and the company of a friend, who is at least as miserable as you, is all you can hold yourself on. Time seals all wounds it says. And I guess its right. Cause how worse situations might be, after some time you will refer to it as adventurous, lough about it and forget about the promises never putting yourself in this kind of situations.  Watch some beatiful photos, of the situations where you actually had the power to push the trigger of your camera - and everything looks just fine.

Saku. Skál!

I probably could have found thousands of titles for this entry. So many things remind me of back then. Of back then, when it was light outside until midnight. Sitting outside at a bench with friendly strangers, drinking canned beer and cider. Back then, listining to Eddie Vedder. Back then, writing for the loved ones, left back at home, far away. Back then, when we climbed the mountain behind Núpur.

Just today I arrived in Sagadi, Estonia, participating in a three-week Erasmus Intensive Course. And fuck yeah, its in the middle of nowhere again. Its hard to concentrate: I am pretty drunk already and the hall is full of people playing cards, Jenga, talking and listening to music. Still; its the first time since ages that I have the inspiration to write again. And for sure its no coincidence, that this moment comes, when so much reminds me of Iceland.

The spanish guys, sitting on an own table talking to each other. Reminds me definitly of back then. The polish guys, with their accent, which I now know not only Piotr has incorporated. Eddie Vedder, like one participant of the cource, sitting next to me, whispirng into my ear some words of freedom.

 Beside so many thinks might remind me of the time in Nupúr one special thing has probably changed. While my stay in Iceland showed me, that the whole world is there for me to discover, that neither Austria nor Iceland is something to refer my life to – one year after I returned from my probably life changing journey, I discovered something thats really worthy to refer my life to. Not a place anymore, but someone I truly love. So my place is at her side. Thats whats for sure.

 Still I think I will really enjoy this upcoming weeks here. And I am looking forward to a vacation I will do in Iceland this summer: doing the Laugavegur and probably take a trip to Hornstrandir and enjoy some nice New York Cheescakes in Babalu and some nice hot cups of coffee in C. Its nice to know where to belong. I missed this feeling way too long after returning from Iceland. After I left BSI with a tear in my eye, rushing toward a place which was not the same for me than when I left.

 Yeah. Probably I forgot the most noteable fact of all. Drinking Saku. Saku. You remember? The probably cheapest, enjoyable beer back then in Icelands Vinbudins. As I can remember it was 249 kronurs. It´s Estonian. And I am drinking one can right now. Skál!