Slowing Me Down
I’m in Iceland just now and my trip is moving slower than I’d like. But that’s because I move faster than I’d like.
I don’t think I’m going to ever find the elusive and ever-glorified balance, but surrounding myself with other perspectives (less hurried ones) helps to kick me in the knees, which of course slows my running, at least temporarily.
Through photos and a clip, I offer you slowing down, Iceland style.
A carefree 8-year old Noi. And when you don’t speak the same language, curiosity is that much more apparent.
The peaceful shores of Reykjavik
View from the cafe, Hemmi & Valdi.
You can find more travel pictures (continually updated) here…