I often find myself drifting back to this little town in Iceland when my mind is aching for a break.
I never expected a tiny little town, wedged between snow capped mountains & away from everything else, to bring me such a childlike, irresistible joy I’ll crave until I get to return.
We spent the day roaming around, mesmerized by the few houses that most likely call this place home. We played ‘horse’ on the basketball court that felt like it was placed perfectly in the center. The 360 view contained colorful houses, a school & kirkja (church), a few local eateries & boutiques, & hundreds of waterfalls carving into the snowy mountains
We sipped our coffee with one of the most perfect views, got real tipsy while playing cards in a local bar, & skipped down the infamous rainbow road.
It felt like a dream & it’s one I’ll revisit forever & ever.
When people ask me what my favorite place is I’ve been to, my mind goes 100 miles per hour. But my heart? It yearns for those Seydisfjordur feels.