It’s Dec 27th and I am At the Gatwick Airport.
It has been almost two and half years since I first came to Iceland. Nervous, scared, naive, with bad language skills that got me many times into some kind of trouble, but also to many hilarious moments… I came to Iceland as an Au Pair and was sure I would go back home after 8 or 9 months, because I had to go to university. Well, after all, I didn’t really have to go anywhere and I had some opportunities in Iceland, in the weird town of Grindavík, so I stayed longer. Long enough to become part of the community, one of the locals, find new friends, family, home…
I do love Iceland, Grindavík and Icelandic people and they kind of feel like my folks. But all the time I was there I felt strong urge to leave. The only problem was that I didn’t know where to go and why.
One day my friend told me about his plan to get Working Holiday Visa to New Zealand and asked me to come with him. I didn’t think about it too much, because I was quite skeptic and thought I wouldn’t get the visa. So we applied and shit happened, again, I got the visa! Hurray!!! But my friend didn’t. It was really odd. It was his idea, his dream and now I am going without him. Well, it’s how it is and I am going to freakin’ New Zealand. Within 40 hours I will be landing in Auckland.
The time in Iceland gave me a lot more than I could ever think. And it wasn’t always good experience. But I am thankful especially for the bad things, it made me a lot stronger and I know much more about myself.
I am happy that I have met so many great people who have always been there for me and I know I can always rely on them. Oh boy… all the memories.
“If there is someone to miss,
you know it’s right.”
Thank you, Iceland. Thank you, Grindavík. You’ll always be in my heart.
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