I'm turning 25 on Sunday...Feeling a bit weird about it as time passes so fast. If somebody had told me I would be spending my 25th birthday in Iceland I would probably have guffawed at them....Seems that old age is creeping upon me while I'm oblivious..... When I was shortly visiting a tiny town perched on Snaefellsnes peninsula, dubbed Riv, I felt sort of emotionally connected with that city... I wanted to stop there for some reasons my heart seems to value....and now I know that I will come back in July to stay a bit longer.
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| rif |
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| Rif |
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| a city that steals my heart away |
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| its summer already |
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| Hellisandur |
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