Ice ice baby

Floortje Dessing would be proud of me this month. I haven't unpacked my suitcase yet, and the next trip is already around the corner. This time one that I've been looking forward to for weeks: Iceland, together with my sister. Under the motto of ‘why spend a weekend at home on the couch when you can also frolic in the landscapes of Justin Bieber's music videos?’ Exactly. Nice detail: we flew business class with Icelandair. And now it comes down to the fact that we are ruined for the rest of our lives. We tasted the best salmon of our lives here, experienced the World Cup match in a dodgy pub in Reykjavik, and the Blue Lagoon was the absolute highlight of this trip. I wish I had the time to catch you up completely, but in a few hours I'll be back in Amsterdam, so this morning it's a bit of running, flying, jumping. Long story short? You won't find waterfalls, geysers, and steaming mud baths more beautiful than here. I get that Bieber.