Alone at Dynjandi, Still Not Present

We reached Dynjandi after hours of empty roads and fog, expecting crowds. There was no one. Just the waterfall’s roar and the kind of silence that makes you realize how loud your head is. I thought having a place to myself would feel epic—like I’d finally made it as a traveler. But standing there, wet shoes and all, I kept checking my phone for a signal, half-wishing someone else would show up to share the moment or at least witness it. It’s strange how you can be alone in a place this wild and still feel like you’re missing something. Maybe it’s proof. Maybe it’s just someone to say, “Yeah, you were really here.” #SoloTravelTruth #TravelLoneliness #IcelandUnfiltered #Travel