So Iceland, it is definitely the lousiest weather i have seen in my life. The slushiest sleetiest of all weathers. Just around 0 degrees, it snows a bit, or rains or drizzles a bit. A lot of wind. And if it looks good for five minutes, somehow people show up from i-don't-know-where telling me it will be over soon. Yesterday the sun came out for almost two hours, and the people laughed at it, like saying her not to bother showing up if only to disappear directly like she always does. And she did. And yet! I caught a glimpse of the surroundings, and they are like nothing i saw before in my real life. Smooth, rolling, vast. Smooooth! So smooth, and at the same time they look totally unreachable -only in a way, of course. They better be reachable. I told someone about the hills, and he told me i would get used to it all to quickly, and little time would pass before i got bored by it. He might be right, but now, i really feel like i will love this for the rest of my life.
And tomorrow Monday i finally skip the cappuccino, jump on the bike and get mooooovin'!!!