Whoever is in charge of the marketing for Iceland and/or IcelandAir should definitely get some kind of award, because the only reason Andrew and I even went to Iceland was because of the ads I kept seeing everywhere for the airline, and the fact that you can have a multi-day layover on your way to or from Europe for no additional cost. When we booked our family trip to Norway, there was no reason not to add a mini-trip to Iceland just for us.
Iceland is….on another planet, it seems. I don’t even know how to describe it. The landscape changes from lush green farmland (albeit with almost no trees) to post-apocalyptic, black-rocked lava fields in a matter of minutes. We saw such a tiny fraction of the island, but I’d love to see more.
Also, from the minute you step on an IcelandAir flight, you get this feeling that Iceland is obsessed with itself. Iceland loves Iceland! Perhaps this is a necessity for a country that thrives on tourism, but I’ve never before felt it quite like this when I’ve entered a new country.