The cat is out of the bag

Preparations have been going on in secret for little over two months now. Ideally I wanted to keep this trip a total surprise for Ulrike, but it just couldn't be done without involving her a bit in the build up. Since she blipped this I guess the cat is out of the bag.

I'm turning 40 in late August. No shame in that, but I made it clear that I wanted to be away from home at that point, so we're going to Iceland for a week. 

Everything is arranged and now I just want to go. Reykjavik, Thingvellir, Black Sands Beach, hot springs, geysers, glaciers and volcanoes - here we come....soon...