Iceland!

I landed in Reykjavik on a damp and overcast Friday morning last September. The small airport was filled with friendly staff to direct visitors, and I easily found my way to luggage claim and out to the parking lot. I joined a group of fellow travellers in the rain, and we wearily awaited the complimentary shuttle that would take us to the rental car offices.

Aside from forgetting my bag on the bus, every step from departing the plane to sitting in my lovely bright red rental car was smooth sailing. It was only 7am, and I found myself with nearly eight hours free before Orla’s flight from London was due to land. I didn’t know what adventure awaited me, but I was excited for it.

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My first stop that morning was the Blue Lagoon Geothermal Spa. A major tourist hot spot, it’s a short 20 minute drive from the airport. I quickly adapted to the new vehicle and narrow roads, and found myself pulling into the car park in no time at all. The property was well signed, offered ample parking, and a beautiful entrance way.

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A side note for anyone who is simply planning a layover in Reykjavik and not intending to stay- If you are able to arrange a 6-10 hour layover, take the opportunity to visit Blue Lagoon. There are frequent buses going to and from the airport to the spa, and they offer complimentary luggage storage.

The entrance fee felt a little steep to a budget traveller like myself (about $90 CAD), but I’d heard such wonderful things that I knew it was a must-see. And, really, how often does one find themselves in Iceland and able to visit a geothermal hot spring? Plus, the entry fee gives the guest access to the spa for the entire day, meaning I could spend the morning there, go and pick up Orla from the airport, and then return on the same ticket.

I spent about three hours solo at Blue Lagoon in the morning. I enjoyed floating in the near-empty pool, a refreshing silica mud mask, a sit in both the sauna and steam bath, a stand under the waterfall, and then a chill out in one of their relaxation areas (where I taught a lovely gentleman from Chicago how to use his cell phone abroad).

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By late morning I decided that I’d had enough spa time and decided to spend a couple of hours exploring. I hopped in my rental car and drove about 100km east along the southern coast towards Sulfoss. The landscape was wonderfully dramatic, and I found myself pulling to the side of the road every few minutes to get photos.

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After a couple of hours I headed back towards the airport and awaited Orla’s arrival. We hadn’t seen one another in about two years, so after a short reunion hug at the Arrivals gate we headed to the car and made our way back to Blue Lagoon. We spent hours and hours sitting in the pool, catching up, and people watching. By the time we emerged it was getting dark and our legs felt like they weighed 500 lbs!

From Blue Lagoon it was a one hour drive up to Reykjavik, where we’d booked a room at the  Flying Viking Guesthouse for the three nights we were in town. It was a wonderful property located right in the city centre. The proprietors, Hans and Elsa, had been incredibly helpful during the planning stages of the trip, providing me with ample information about area parking, sights, and much more.

On our second day we awoke early and headed out to drive the famed Golden Circle route. Our first stop was Þingvellir National Park, followed by Geysir and Strokkur geysers, and Gullfoss waterfall.

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img_9982Strokkur, which erupts every 10-15 minutes

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With making frequent stops, the Golden Circle drive took us about 6 hours. We returned to Reykjavik in late afternoon and spent some time exploring the city centre and grabbing a delicious (though very expensive!) dinner before retiring for the evening.

To be continued…

 

Blue Monday

Yes, I know, Blue Monday isn’t really a thing. I’d never even heard of it until a few days ago when Cineplex emailed me about their half price Blue Monday cinema ticket deals (which I totally took advantage of, obviously). But now I’m seeing it all over social media, and thought I’d use it as an excuse to write a post.

A couple of noteworthy things since I last posted…

September

I went backpacking around… Iceland…

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…England…

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img_0350Dorking, Surrey

…Denmark…

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… and Norway.

img_0584Fjord Tour, Bergen -> Oslo

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October

I celebrated my best friend’s birthday with a trip to Las Vegas.

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Said best friend then gifted me an early Christmas/Birthday present: A visit to the Grand Canyon.

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November

I went to NYC for the election.

Someone new came into my life.

I went on a handful of terrifying job interviews.

And now, here we are!

 

 

 

The Anxious Wanderer Returns, Take Two

In three short days I’ll be in a rental car driving the Golden Circle in Iceland. I’ll be flying there from Toronto tomorrow, and meeting one of my dearest friends in the world in Reykjavik. Following a few days in the land of ice we’ll be flying back to her home in London, and later I will continue my adventures solo around England, Denmark, and Norway.

While this certainly isn’t my first time heading off on a grand adventure, it will be the first time since my anxiety has become so severe. And that, for me, makes this one of the most important trips I’ll ever take.

To say that the past two years have been hell is an understatement. In that time I’ve been diagnosed with panic disorder, panic psychosis, and severe chronic depression. I’ve been through periods where I was unable to leave the house. I’ve experienced emotions so severe than I didn’t know how to cope with them. I’ve had difficulty maintaining friendships, employment, and my own physical health. And just a few months ago I had bout of depression and anxiety so severe that I tried to take my own life.

In this time I’ve been on a dozen different medications, seen countless doctors, counsellors, and nurses, and been admitted to several outpatient and inpatient mental health programs.

In moments of panic it feels like my mind has turned against me, and convinced me that danger lurks around every corner. My attacks, which had always been unpleasant experiences, have become unbearable episodes of sheer terror. The frequent fear and stress have become all consuming, and over the years has slowly chipped away at every aspect of my life.

Even in periods when the attacks, anxiety, and depression are less intense, I’ve discovered that it’s difficult to enjoy things I once loved, like theatre and travel. In the past few years these things have provided me with little more than fear and nausea. At one point I even thought that perhaps I’d just stop partaking, because what was the point?

But, at the end of day, I just couldn’t bring myself to give up my last semblance of hope. So in the spirit of ‘go big, or go home’, I’ve decided to get over my fears by visiting three countries I’ve never stepped foot into before (two of them on my own). I’m also giving myself London, because it’s the love of my life.

And I refuse to let my anxieties take it, or anything, away from me.

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