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On the tarmac waiting to fly back to the UK. Taking a moment to settle myself before the flight. Unbeknown to many, flying and airports now trigger a particularly anxious feelings, to the point that I can almost be in tears. Surprising hey? Today my hands were shaking so violently I was barely able to write my details on the tax return form!

I once again have a row to myself and observing the last glimpses of this magical land goes someway to calming me. Iceland is somewhere I'd love to come back to. I have loved seeing it at the end of winter and I'd love to see it in the summer just to see how vastly different the seasons appear.Leggi altro