The start of the year is usually a pretty quiet time after the chaos of Christmas and I was looking for somewhere to have an adventure. My first thought was a month in Canada snowboarding, revisiting Whistler where I spent a gap year after finishing university. I was filling out a form for some accommodation (which is hilariously/depressingly expensive in Whistler), one of the questions being 'What's one thing you like to do before you die?'. I thought about it for a minute and concluded that I'd always wanted to visit Iceland. It seemed pretty odd that I was filling out this form to go to Canada writing about how much I wanted to go to Iceland, so I changed my plans!
Travelling around on road trips fuelled on rice cakes, peanut butter, and 80's music in totally inappropriate footwear is something I'll never forget.