Elin de Ruyter, 39, Brisbane, Qld.
Walking around the grounds of the dairy farm, I had a strange feeling of déjà vu.
I’ve been here before, I thought.
It was 2002, and at 19 years old, I’d left my parents and four sisters behind in Australia to live in Iceland for six months.
“I want to see our old home for myself,” I’d told them.
Although I was born in Iceland, I had only the vaguest recollections of the country that I had left aged three, when my father, Omar, decided it was time for us to start a new life somewhere warmer.
My mother, Johanna, had been up for the adventure – on one condition.
“So long as your sister, Helga, comes, too,” she told him.
The pair of…