I tramp a perpetual journey.

Now that I am settled in at my parent’s humble apartment in Germany, I thought I would reflect a little bit on my trip to Iceland. I have been thinking a little bit about the country every day, trying to decide how I could possibly describe my feelings about it…so here it goes.   This past march, during spring break, I visited Iceland for the first time during its dark time of year. I arrived to the country at around 7am and found out that I could not check into my hostel (The Backpackers Hostel) until 2pm. Thus, I dropped my bags off and walked around the whole city for about six hours in a breezy, cold snow storm without the right foot attire and a light jacket. What I found was that, for being such a cold, rainy and snowy country, Iceland’s culture is warm and vibrant. Although, my first experience of Iceland was very short (one day) and…cold…(including the part where I forgot to pay for a hostel blanket and had no hair dryer) I knew I needed to return. View from Hallgríms

Firstly, I would like to explain the name I chose for my new blog! Since a lot of change is coming my way with selling my childhood home, my sister getting married, graduating college and moving to Germany, I decided to base this blog around my new experiences and gradual understanding of myself and the world around me. I may at times, refer to past experiences and relate them to the new which will all be a part of connecting the dots and understanding what these experiences have meant in my life. The quote "I tramp a perpetual journey," was taken from a segment of Walt Whitman's poem, "Song of Myself" which is included in his work, Leaves of Grass. Leaves of Grass is a vast collection of poems which Whitman wrote about his philosophy of life and humanity. He spent many years adding to and revising the collection, which were heavily influenced by Ralph Waldo Emerson's writings. (As am I.) I wanted to use an allusion to the free verse poem, "Song of Mys