Holy cow, it´s been almost 2 months since I´ve blogged. There has been so much going on! Well after 2 months in Iceland, I have had about 3 or 4 break-downs (nothing major). When I first decided to move to Iceland, I thought of myself as a really strong person that can do anything she decides to. Well, hello real world! Moving to Iceland has been the hardest thing I´ve ever done, HANDS DOWN! My whole life is uncomfortable and changed in ways I never thought about before. It has broken me down, but now I´m working on putting who I was in America (strong, independent, social) back together here in Iceland! Imagine trying to go to the grocery store to buy food and you have no idea how to. Let me tell you about that story! I got instructions from my boyfriend to go to the bank then to the store which is right near it. It took me 3 trips going there and home (the 3rd trip I had to make Finnur go with me) just to get to the bank and the store. First I didn´t know how to get into the ATM...went home, which by the way you have to swipe the debit card to open the door to the booth! Then I couldn´t read the Icelandic on the ATM had to go home again. It was frustrating! I didn´t give up though and I even went to the post office all by myself the other day!! Progress. Another thing that makes me want to hide under the covers...social life in a language you don´t know! So, imagine sitting at a party where everyone is speaking another language and you just sit there with no clue whats going on! It´s super hard. I just try to put my few words I know into the conversation. I´m lucky to have my boyfriend though. He whispers translations into my ear so I can keep up with the conversation. He´s great. Finnur has an English basetball player on his team so now when we go out and he´s there...people are even more likely to speak English, which is nice. Lately though, I have picked up on a lot more words! I even understood what my boyfriend and his mom were talking about the other day! Also, I met 2 American girls with Icelandic boyfriends (we are starting a trend ;) ) in my language class. The final factor to my break down...homesick. Not only am I moved out of the house for the first time...it´s in a place where they don´t have anything like home. I´m lucky that my friends and I keep in close touch because I would be so much more homesick. I can´t find any of my favorite home foods, lotions, shampoos, and the little things that I loved at home. I wish I´d stocked up more when I came here. I know this all sounds really complaining, but I´m not sharing this to complain (well maybe a little, I mean isn´t blogging about getting your thoughts out)...I´m sharing all of this to prepare anyone reading this that might be making a similar big move to a foreign country! I was not prepared for any of this and I hope that others might read this and be a little more prepared for what´s ahead. To be honest though, I don´t think anyone could have 100% prepared me for this! I will try to write more often so you can hear the stories of my life in Iceland. Keep reading and thanks!