you guys, we’re going to iceland!
Remember when I told you we were going to Paris for our one-year anniversary? Well, I lied. Oops. Turns out flights to Paris are more than we want to spend. So the other night I pulled up the map and jokingly declared “We’re going to Iceland!” Thirty minutes later we were all like, “Paris, who?” Five seconds into Google searching our jaws were on the floor staring at the spectacularness that is this amazing island. Forty-eight hours later our flights and hotel were booked. There is not a person on planet Earth as overly well-informed as my husband and I’m a crazy annoying planner, so this is big for us guys!
Now look, you’ve all been listening to me cry and whine about the winter chill for months. So why, you may ask, are we traveling to a place that, according to climate records, only reaches 60 degrees one in every 10 days in June? Because I want to break dance on a glacier. That’s why. I dare you to watch this video and not want to stowaway in my suitcase.
Have you been to Iceland?



































