A rush of steam expels from the desolate landscape, green moss grows on the black volcanic rock, with a stream of cloudy blue water flowing into the nearby lake. The water is milky blue, with dark, slate black rocks – the contrast is stunning. Mountains rise up in tall formations with icy caps of pure white snow resting on top.  The sharpness of the cold penetrates through my jacket, my cheeks flushed  with a shiver with each step I take towards this striking landscape that is Iceland.