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| Adorable kid in a traditional Icelandic wool sweater. |
Why would I want to go to a country that just
suffered a major financial collapse, whose weather ranges from “it could
be worse” to “HOW DO PEOPLE LIVE HERE”, and whose staple foods are red
meat, herring, and potatoes (I love all foods,
but I also love not having gout)? Because of this, this, and this!
The pictures I have look nothing like these, but
trust me, Iceland is picturesque and quaint and totally worth the trip –
and I say this despite the blizzard and rain and cloudy skies we had through our whole trip.
My travel buddy, Christina, and I arrived in Iceland at around 6am and took the very convenient
FlyBus which drops you off right in front of your hotel.
We didn’t rent a car because Reykjavik is totally walkable and you can
get to all the sights via guided tours. Also neither of us drive stick
and, as we later found out,
it’s probably better to put your lives in the hands of an experienced
driver when it’s blizzarding on the very narrow, unpaved rocky roads
leading to the country.
