Greetings from Iceland, The Tenth Week of the Second Year of the New Abnormal

The small, Nordic, island country of Iceland is around 5 hours away from New York City. It’s a magical place with other worldly terrains and natural wonders. We left the city for a long weekend with the hopes of at least getting a glimpse of the Aurora Borealis. We were not disappointed. And we got so much more.

On our Icelandair flight we saw the Northern Lights dance above the clouds. I love sitting by the window, and I kept my shade up on the off chance I might view something. And, yes, swirling above the cumulus cropping were green lines of other worldliness. The trip was off to an auspicious start.

We booked a place in Husafell, having read that they have some of the best sightings of the Northern lights. We found out it has to do with the wind in the volcanic valley that clears the…