I did it....

I did take the first step towards a longer and very needed time in Iceland... gathered all my courage. Thought once, thought twice, thought even thrice.... I waited a few days and finaly I took this one step or actualy push on the button.
I am now registered in Iceland as workseeker. I know I know... there soooomewhere at the bottom of the list is me far behind the many Icelandic people and people with better education, the asylumseekers and other urgent cases. But I am on that list. And who knows very very very maybe I will get an offer. Who can say? At least I did take a step I didn't really dare to take here in Holland. And... I feel so content so fine about it. No regrets, just a feeling like being in love, a feeling like my misery here is facing a sudden death. I just keep hope that there usualy are job positions available within the horse world. Or agriculture in particular. But probably they work just as excellent as here in Holland. Wait forever....

And with one step taken, the second one has gone easy too. Asking for a price quote to have my furballs with me. They are the reason why it isn't going smoothly because Iceland is so complicated with taking animals. Thanks to them I have to stay longer period of time, but they also make it more difficult as I need a place to stay where they are allowed. At least Iceland is not a country to have your windows open too often ;-) I just hope their travel costs will not be too huge. Their veterinairy costs and quarantaine already drains me for a fair 2000 euro's. Getting them from Egypt wasnt even half that price. I really hope a solution will be arriving, really if it wasn't for them I would have been there already. But we will never ever part. They rule in my dream, if they can't go, we all won't and continue our misery life here (or in another country likely, because staying here is signing my death wish).

So now with my plans to go move to Iceland, there is all the other side effects. It won't be a cheap thing to do, how the hell am I going to afford it all? I cannot take all my stuff with me, so a next step is to see how shipping part of my belongings can be arranged. To more common destinations it is rather cheap as you share container. I probably have to rent a whole unit, which costs a fortune. Or rent a carrier and move by boat via Denmark (which for me is a more likely thing to do). Somewhere it is exciting but man really I am surprised how much things you have to think off. I wish it could be a matter of step on a plane and go. But it is not. It feels great though. But still it is something I really have to stay grounded for, because it won't come easy, and maybe not even at all. Even in all my excitement I won't forget it is still a dream I fiercely believe in. Not easy with being a single woman too...

Next step is that I am about to book Iceland for April. This time 5 nights since there is no evening flight and it will 'steal' a whole day. I'd be back home sunday morning already... Sad but true, I wish Icelandair had more or at least later returnflights. But the advantage is that the first day you still can go out exploring with arriving in the afternoon. I fly now for 'just' one hour, thanks to the lack of summertime, it is 2 hours earlier. I am curious, now I go riding a whole day too. Hopefully avoiding touristic nightmares. First wanted to go to Laxness again, but I am afraid to end up again in the mass tourism groups nevertheless and ride the same trail again. Now I am supposed to visit some volcano's. I have to see other horse ride offers though. There is more than Laxness and Ishestar (which are both very good by the way, no offends to that! I just don't like to be in mass tourism or feel like a tourist anyway). I am always ready to try things one more time, but my last experience with tourism activities must have cured me forever by now. Isn't that also the reason why I want to leave freaking overcrowded Netherlands? The highest populated country in the world? No I am not mistaken, it is true... even pigs here have more space per square mile...

This time I go enjoy Iceland without any scheduled activities. Except horseback riding. I guess that leaves not much choice.

Few months later

Iceland has hit me very hard into my heart. The deeper my travel goes into history the more craving this feeling gets. I simply cant let it go. Iceland is kicking off Lapland, Iceland is firmly on the top of my list. What is it that fascinates me, what is this feeling that is calling me?

Following FaceBook I know I am not alone with this feeling towards Iceland. But for most people it remains this feeling, but for me it controls my life. I am completely absorbed and feel so alone and misfitted into my own country. My dream my wish, it grows stronger, I want to go back to Iceland for longer time. Even if it was for the rest of my life. I know my life will never be the one that I would love, I will never be surrounded by friends who would feel the same as me. I dont have people who would do anything for me. I give up on that and being overly nice. If my life is meant to be solitary, I rather be in the surroundings that can understand and reflect me. I just want to roam the endless plains, the rough nature that sometimes comes in harsh with life lessons. I believe it is my only rescue.

I am very happy to know that a possible next visit is in clear vision. Exactly 6 months after my first visit. With my goal to search for work, in which the horses will be the main goal. I hope I can work it out, since looking for work is not my strongest act. I so hope the last bits will help me get to Iceland, it is 90% sure. And this time I do hope to see a bit more of the country. And then I guess I will also have to go again in autumn, just to complete a mission, the one I wanted this last autumn.

Iceland oh Iceland.... sigh....