Iceland calls to many people in many different ways. Svartifoss called me.
It changed my life.
May it change yours.
Icelandic dragon car.
Icelandic driving training school.
Icelandic winter road.
Icelandic winter car.
Icelandic winter car, summer pelt phase.
Wrong kind of car! Wrong kind of car!
Icelandic driving manual: the fine print.
Icelander with good road smarts.
Tourist with good road smarts.
Icelandic accident clean up crew on stand-by duty.
Be safe out there.
After a long time between languages, it’s time to go down to the shore.
And put them down.
And the lair of dragons.
Give one last glance to the lake.
And begin again.
Following the Old Norse prototypes that long ago divided Iceland into the quadrants of a compass (Still used by the Icelandic Government’s tourism promotion board to label the country as West, North, East and, South Iceland [and don’t you dare travel around the country in the other direction; it only works poorly]), the Icelandic Cross is not divided into two axes, the vertical Heaven axis and the horizontal Earth axis, meeting at the heart, or Christ, but into four quadrants, blending the living and the dead with the action of the mind. It’s why Lazarus is so popular as a figure on Icelandic altars (Christ raised him from the dead, maggots and all), and why the Valþfjófstaðurkirkja looks like this, drawing its graveyard deep into thought.
The pre-Christian rowan trees of the graveyard are welcome as well.
In Iceland, you look at the flow of life through a subconscious mind of ice from beyond the edge of the world, or …
One could easily think about lesser things.