Iceland greets us like a friendly face. Skyr yogurt, Joe and the Juice, beautiful bathrooms that the kids run to like an old friend. We are suspended in time Iceland, a place that seems suspended in reality. The stormy skies where you can not tell what is land, sea or sky, we too can not tell if it is time for coffee or beer as we drift through the airport before we board again. This windy island in the middle of the sea welcomes a new wave of travelers seeking new horizons.