- Photo Essays
I am the first to admit that solo travel for women is not always easy. As wonderful as it is to have the freedom to do as you please, go where you please, and hang out with anyone you please there are always extra considerations to ensure personal safety.
It’s 10pm and I have been driving for over twelve hours, but glancing out across the lava fields in Southwest Iceland I could easily believe it was the middle of the afternoon.
It is early May and the midnight sun is ablaze, and with around 20 daylight hours who wouldn’t be out exploring Iceland’s vast wilderness at this hour?
I have spent the day (and most of the night, as it turns out) exploring a collection of geysers, waterfalls and lava fields that comprise a popular route northeast of Reykjavík known as the Golden Circle. This journey is often experienced as part of a whirlwind bus tour but is much more enjoyable by car at your leisure. Read more
No, I’m not at all done with talking about Italy but I thought I would mix it up a little, keep things interesting. Besides I am just too excited to keep it to myself any longer.
This is a dream come true for me. Iceland has been on my travel radar for years and it’s still a little surreal that I am actually here.
Even the name excites me. Iceland. A land of Ice.
I am told Iceland is a place that you fall blissfully in love with and keep returning to, again and again.
This tiny island that floats on the edge of the Arctic has intrigued me for years. Its vast open spaces; the rugged natural beauty; iceberg choked lakes; thundering waterfalls; the largest ice cap outside the north and south poles; the elusive northern lights…who wouldn’t be intrigued by Iceland?
But I never imagined going there alone.