I put myself in a bit of a challenge this week: traveling you to our 2nd Neverland without physically hiking you there. Because, making dreams out of this Island of Ice without its dark land, ocean of diamonds, verdant Fjords and multicolore rocks is like listening to Beethoven when you are deaf! … More Special Quarantine: Iceland in your living-room
My Icelandic adventure is over now as the North wind definitely brought some winter. My face can speak about my wanderings. My feet as well. Yet, I don’t have any conclusions for this part of my trip. I was entirely led by the universe’s path. I was blown by the Icelandic summer and I enjoyed … More Pole Express
Jon was born in Western Iceland, close to an American Army base. This is how he learned English. On Snæfelsnes Peninsula where his parents still live. Where they have always lived? Maybe. I can’t remember. I am not sure anymore. Jon was born somewhere in Iceland et he speaks now seven foreign languages. Jon hitchhiked … More Jon and our Iceland
As I awake alone in my lonely island among the ocean, the foggy morning blends with the horizon and I know I was right not to wake up earlier for a sunrise because haze always blurs first hours. I buy my traditional foreign pair of socks before taking the boat; thankfully, North Wind has stopped … More Fascination (sample)
Travel is made of a succession of days that never look the same. Multiples. Moving. There are days where you explore a tiny part of the world, step by step, sweat after sweat, going up or going further the endless trail in your eyes. There are days where you discover an area kilometer by kilometer, … More Suspension
… it is in Iceland ! I finally leave Reykjavik area this morning, to go further, to meet new scenery, to apparently see an Icelandic concentrate in one peninsula. I leave early and happy, sun pierces through translucent cloudy Keflavik Bay, Reykjavik swims into a coton ocean in the distance. I leave thumb up, waiting … More I found the Giant’s Causeway’s end…
The morning is a hazy as the sun while setting yesterday, and Reykjanes black Peninsula is longing for my explorations. I start with Kleifarvtn Lake’s immensity, smooth and blue of the grey sky, I feel so tiny on the top of the volcanic mound that should open my eyes to the ocean if the sky … More Melancholic Volcanoes’ song
I finally land to the Northern of my life I have ever been. Exhausted. It is a beautiful but cold day that looks like a sunny winter in Toulouse, like an Irish spring and I’m now two hours behind France. I cross desert fields, lined with Reykjanes Peninsula asleep or not volcanoes, leading me from … More Smoke Cove
Once upon a time the world was born. Once upon a time was Pangaea. Once upon a time were a huge earthquake, a massive eruption and a series of shifts; once upon a time our world tore apart. Once upon a time was continents’ drift. Once upon a time was Iceland, mother of the last … More Once upon a time in Iceland
Fleeting Wor(l)ds 