Walking around in stunning Iceland and we come across a vintage Cadillac show - and after hanging with the cars for just 2 minutes - it wasn't until I was standing by the water that I was struck with tears and I realized that there are few things that I could have shared with my brothers... and out of all the Iceland photos I would have to show - they'd ONLY be interested in the vintage Cadillacs... and I wish they were both alive to see the dice on the tire plugs and the locks. I really just wish they were alive, period.
Later in the evening - after such a full, amazing day, with so many adventures, sights, introductions to fabulously interesting people - I asked John what the highlight of his day was - and he replied that it was when we were standing by the water in the sunlight after walking past the vintage Cadillacs, and he held me in his arms while I wept.
Enough said.
Well, I do need to mention - that after the cry - we stood there by the water, and watched this red and white tug boat sprouting up sprays of water into the sky and watched a slow and perfect rainbow develop in it's wake.
Now,
enough
said.
