The Wreck

I will say, Iceland was the most incredible place I have ever experienced.  I cannot wait to go back.  Going there in the spring was beautiful and I can't wait to see it covered in green in the summer some day.  My sister and I ended up getting in a car accident.  We had met up with some strangers to share the cost of a rental car for a quick trip around the golden circle.  At first we were unimpressed with our would-be companions and debated on whether or not we should go along with them.  The Belgian girl and German boy "in charge" of organizing the trip were complete idiots.  They took carefree to a new level by; losing the car immediately after parking it, driving too fast and in and out of their lane, etc... But we decided since it was just for a few hours and the road was fine for any type of vehicle at any time of year, we would go.  What a mistake.  Two American girls and another German boy were in the car as well.  They were fine, not necessarily people I would make friends with but decent company for the day trip.  The two organizers were annoying THE SHIT out of me the entire time.  At one point about half way through the day my sister and I requested that we turn around and go home since the weather was becoming quite unpredictable and visibility was becoming an issue.  But, the group decided that "it was an adventure!  We're in Iceland man, let's just do this!"  My sister gave me a look and I knew exactly what she was thinking, "these are the type of idiots that die on vacation because they ignore a sign and walk off a cliff or try to get a photo with a polar bear".  We are all for adventure and going out of bounds but that is because we are survivors who utilize common sense!  Although I guess I shouldn't toot my own horn too much as we ignored our instincts and spent the day in the car with these assholes.  Anyway, as we left the incredible falls of godafoss not a mile down the road, the German boy was driving while facing the Belgian girl talking about some stupid shit.  He looked back at the road as a gust of snow blew across and then cleared.  As it cleared the road was gone, it had curved off to the left.  Instead of slowing down and driving down the slope, he slammed on the brakes and cranked the wheel to the left, flipping the car several times.  I was the only one out of seven people not wearing my seatbelt...bad habit. My pupils turned to stars and my lips a startling shade of blue.  We were all fine, despite some cuts and bruises.  The car was totaled.
As the idiots in front squawked like a bunch of brainless chickens, my sister and I took stock of the situation and called the police.  15 minutes after I called the hens up front started clucking about needing to call the police...idiots.  The German boy hopped out of the car and started running back to godafoss in the snowstorm for help... the wrong direction... idiot.
In the end, all was fine.  A beautiful man (an icelandic cop) came and poked his head into the car.  "Is everyone ok?" he asked.  We replied we were.
"You can't park here." He joked and walked back to his police car.
I love Icelanders.

Iceland overview:
sulfur
Punishing weather conditions
strangers who became dear friends
the magical wilderness and awe-inspiring crescendo of nature
car wreck and the fragility of life
hospitality-warmth and joy while the wild swirls outside our door
horses, birds, vast landscapes on a tiny island
the wind, the sea, and the past