As cliché as it is, time really moves SO fast the older you get. I can’t believe we’re already nine weeks into 2017, it’s about to be March, and I’ll be starting my THIRD travel nurse contract in just two weeks!
So this past week, Aaron and I were supposed to be in Puerto Rico, but cancelled because of how sick he was feeling. I still enjoyed having time off with Aaron to just hang out at home all week, since most of the year he has maybe a weekend off here and there, and we still managed to get out and about during the week — like on a quick hike to Enchanted Rock!
We may not have seen the Northern Lights when we were in Iceland, but we still got to see some pretty amazing sunrises/sunsets/the sky just looked like this all day, basically. 🇮🇸
Aaron surprisingly was feeling good enough to suggest getting waffles this morning, so waffles were got. Also got: strawberry lemonade.
Adventures with Sunny yesterday ☀️ 🐾
Taught Emma the fine art of dandelion wishes today 🌼
That one time Aaron was feeling sick and ended up on the floor after we got home (still unsure why) and puppers went to cuddle up with him ☺️
“Babe, you drive for our date night so I can take selfies” 🌟🌟🌟
So to further be tinkering with the content of what I post here on Mondays, I think I’m going to just take a single photo and expand on it, instead of just trying to sum up my week altogether…
Aaron and I don’t really go to the movies very often — I’m more of a binge-13-seasons-of-a-TV-show-as-quickly-as-possible kinda girl — but my friends have talked about Split, and I’ve seen people rave about it on social media, so we went to see it.
I honestly haven’t stopped thinking about it since we saw it!
Presbyterian Rust Medical Center in Rio Rancho, New Mexico The details: 6-8 bed general ICU in a 151-bed hospital in the suburbs of Albuquerque. Floated to Adult ICU and Cardiac Critical Care units at Presbyterian main hospital. Epic used as EMR. On assignment August to October 2016.
Originally I was going to wait until after my February vacation (and thus, the end of my current contract) to secure my third travel nurse assignment, in hopes of finding some good crisis rates. But, I get antsy, and I’m a planner, so I’ve already signed contract #3 about a month and a half in […]
I’m behind on this post, because the actual act of traveling can be exhausting! This past week was one of the most amazing weeks of my life. I’ll do a more detailed write-up for my Iceland adventures, but when I left off last Monday, we had done the “Golden Circle” tourist route through Thingvellir National Park, Geysir, and Gullfoss before settling into our campsite at Skógafoss for the night.
The next day, we went to the navy D3 plane crash out in Sólheimasandur. It was kind of a walk, but luckily it was flat and easy. We explored the place, and Stephanie and I wandered out to a black sand beach. Once we were done, we went to the small town of Vik to grab some lunch/dinner, and checked out Reynisfjara, another black sand beach with tons of interesting rock formations. Our campsite for Tuesday night was out in another national park called Vatnajökull, right next to mountains and a glacier.
The next morning was quite possibly the best day of our trip. We woke up early to drive to Jökulsárlón and went on an ice cave tour. We then hung around the glacier lagoon, and walked across (well technically underneath) the bridge and got to yet another black sand beach — this one had chunks of ice from the glacier strewn about, and was the most unreal site. Well, everything in Iceland was honestly unreal. We drove back to our original campsite at Skógafoss for the night.
Our final day in Iceland, we hiked up Skógafoss (yes, that’s right, UP a waterfall), and then went another waterfall called Seljalandfoss. Normally in the summer you are able to walk behind Seljalandfoss, but it was incredibly icy and dangerous while we were there. We drove into Reykjavík and went to the top of Hallgrímskirkja, which afforded amazing views of the tiny, most northerly capital of the world. We went to an amazing dinner at Ostabúðin (literally the best of my ENTIRE life, still dreaming of the cheese plate and Arctic char), and then hit up a couple bars for our final night.