Here I am, in an icy and cold landscape. Hoping to get some warmth at my next stop, but till then I have to deal with that freezing iciness, that is all around the place. There are some guys here, only a few. I think it's two teams from an organised travelling group. It's their regular checkpoint before they go inside the country, into the mountains with black and cold deserts between them. Although it's cold, it's the greatest thing in the world to awake in a landscape where's everything black around you and only some lime-green dots in some places that smile at you in the morning. It's been a stiff breeze in the morning when I tried to refold my tent. But better than to have a tent build up with lots of wind.
I think they're italian tourists, sometimes I understand a word, and the behave and look like that. incidently I have to think of the brand North Face and that it's supposedly made in italy or somewhere down there. Almost everyone of them wears a cloth of it.
My thoughts so far for this spot of land: too little trees. I miss my trees, only living in a city is worse. Okay, this land isn't that bad, actually it's amazing, but the only lack is the trees.the moss isn't enough for me.
I love the horses. Askur is waiting outside with two other horses. I think they belong to guy who lives in the house next to this icy cabin. I just placed my lovely pony next to them in the paddock and hope that he isn't gone in the morning:-)

Good night,

Miu

[Auszug aus dem Island-Tagebuch]