After a failed attempt to race to the Fjallsárlón glacier at midnight to see them, and cloudy night after cloudy night during my trip, my final night in Iceland was forecasted to be perfect clear skies. This was my last chance. After checking out an abandoned WW2 plane wreck on an endless (truly endless) black sand beach, I went back to the car during the twilight hour to eat and then head back out onto the isolated 3.5km long plain to wait for the aurora. As soon as I arrived back to the car, before the stars had even come out, dancing green ribbons in the sky came to light. After freaking out and taking in the first 5 minute display, I grabbed my things and ran out as far as I could onto the beach to get away from the light pollution, and let my eyes adjust as I waited for the aurora to potentially come again. This was something I've been dreaming of seeing for years and it was honestly one of the most awe-inspiring things I've seen in my entire life. The way they danced and moved and eventually changed colours to purple, it was like the universe was revealing its secrets. I even saw the Milky Way and a shooting star at the same time. It was utterly incredible.