Next morning, it seems appropriate that it’s raining, hard. When I had looked at the weather before I left Albuquerque, rain had been predicted for every day. Once I got here, Iceland gave me a lot of great weather so I feel I was pretty luck. So, why not have to leave on a day with rain?

I try using my umbrella to keep dry as I repack my bag out of the back of the car, and the wind takes that umbrella out of my hand, turns it inside out, and whips it across the street against a fence in a millisecond. *Sigh* 

I’m sure there’s a local, drinking their coffee, watching through a window, and shaking their head about tourists.

I repack while getting wet, then go get my umbrella and add it to my trash pile. Also, I make a note that could be a reason I don’t see umbrellas here. 

When I first got here I’d say I was restless. Now, I’m calm, a saying I saw in a window working for me. “The goal of life is to make your heartbeat match the beat of the universe, to match your nature with nature.” – J. Campbell.

I head to the airport two hours early. My heart flops when I walk into the rental car place that’s packed with people. It takes an hour to turn in the rental car, then another twenty minutes waiting for the shuttle outside under an eave to keep from being rained on. 

Just to get into the airport, I have to show my covid test results. I’m starving, wishing I had gotten up early enough to grab breakfast somewhere, while I wait in line at the airline counter. Someone ahead of me in a family has lost his passport and requires special help from the service agent, so it takes awhile to check in. Once I’m finally checked in, I walk over to the tax free window and turn in my tax free forms and I’m informed it will take 6 to 8 weeks to see the money in my account. 

Then I get to my gate just as they are boarding my group. Whew! Cutting it close. As I board I see Lilly and her mom, who I met at the bread experience. She says she didn’t recognize me right away because we’re wearing masks, but she’s so tall I recognized her right away. 

Hours later, during the flight, I glance out the window at just the right moment. Below are gleaming fjords of ice and mountains. I’m trying to figure out where we are when the flight attendant announces that everyone should look out their windows because we’re over Greenland which is often hidden under fog and today is a rare day to see it.

So amazing. I can see ice bergs floating in the ocean.

Will I be back to Iceland? More than likely.

But again, there are so many other places to explore and any one of those places can help me make my heartbeat match the beat of the universe.

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