Carnets de voyage

Returning to Iceland by Julia Leijola (1683) 2005-07-01 - 2005-08-31

A land with such a thin skin that you can almost feel the blood of Earth flow beneath your feet, taste its sweat on your lips and feel its breath in your hair.

This is where the Earth lets off its steam, where two poles meet, where the tectonic plates rub against one another. A land born from a meeting between East and West. The child of the Atlantic Ocean.

Rough, tough and hard, yet filled with the sweetest taste of Life.
All the elements at their purest and beauty at its roughest.
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