On a trip to Iceland, was hiking with my mom. I see a spot I want a photo in so I hand her my phone and trek out there. It was a small outcropping at the same height of the trail, overlooking some gulleys. Others had been out there because there was a worn path.

I'm standing out there for my photo, and some wind blows through. It picked me up off my feet. Like, I was weightless and severed from the ground for a few seconds.

I knew in that moment I was going to die. The wind would carry me over the edge and down to the gully below. Luckily, it didn't last long enough to do that, and dropped me back on my feet, but I was so close to death, I could feel it.

People, the Icelandic wind is no joke. There was no uptick to warn me, no dirt or grass or whatever whipping around. It wasn't A windy day. It was just no wind, then sudden wind strong enough able to pick up a 190lb woman clear off the earth.

I kept to the main trail after that.