Not sure at what point this happens, but in most of our lives there is a point at which we stop dreaming. We stop believing with a childlike faith that dreams really can come true. Some of it is maturity, in realizing that you are far too tall and built different then a professional dancer, or you actually can’t hit a note, or you really actually do not like math and science so walking on the moon probably isn’t on the table of reality. There are some dreams though, that with a bit more tenacity, strategy and a ton of drive, they could actually come true. Some dreams are super noble according to the standards of our world, and others are just dreams that are fun. This blog series is to tell you about one dream that recently came true, and soon to come in future blogs will be about one that I am pursuing the possibility of it coming true. For now, let’s stick to the less noble, but a whole lot of fun story of…
How do you summarize a trip that you dreamed about as a kid but never thought would actually come to fruition? My dear friend Megan and I embarked on a two week journey around a small little island that as a country is half the population of the city I live in.
When we were both kids it was thrilling to think of the scandal of ‘Green’land being icy, and ‘Ice’land being a place of greenery, yes ice, but also a magical land with endless places to discover. So when we discovered, over a bowl of blueberries, that we both wanted to go, we made it happen. 9 months and hours of planning later, we boarded a plane to a trip of a lifetime.
There are countless stories and experiences we had that it is hard to even begin.
- We witnessed the power of 189 waterfalls, not that we were counting.
- We slept four nights in the car, 3 at locals homes, and 6 in hostels.
- We only ate at restaurants twice, our first night and our last night.
- We were served a delicious dinner at Icelanders in 3 homes (including the home of a sweet woman I met on Instagram)
- We were taught stick shift by friends with concern we would have to drive a manual, but were gifted with one of the few cars that was an automatic
- We ate more Icelandic chocolate then we care to admit (it is normal in Iceland to eat chocolate before 9am)
- We got chased out of a campground bathroom
- We learned that Icelanders are some of the most hospitable people
- We learned how to fish at midnight from a local
We laughed so hard we cried. We danced through the halls of hostels. Megan played piano as a gift for a sweet family who made us dinner. We learned more about each other than we thought possible, and I gained a lifelong friend.
(the sun coming up over the horizon in a bright pink hue like I have never seen before)
We both walked away with experiencing God in amazing ways that were refreshing for the soul.
Not sure how many blogs I will write, but for now, my first encouragement is giving you permission to dare to dream.
Well hello Greenland 🙂
Thank you, God, for you amazing creation and the amazing playground we call earth.
