In California, there are typically three reactions you get after telling people you are going to Iceland. The first is when they simply ask “Why Iceland?” The second is a fortunate “Iceland is awesome” (followed by first hand experience or knowledge). The third, which is most unfortunate, is “Iceland – isn’t that all Ice?”
Here are some super-duper facts to throw at people about Iceland:
It’s the place where democracy started.
Iceland had the first women president.
Iceland is number three on the happiness index.
There are a stupid amount of Water Falls (sorry, gotta capitalize them. They’re that good).
You can drive all the way around it in a big circle because it’s one big island.
People are, in general, super nice.
You can’t speak the language. Ever. If you say one word correctly, you will impress them immensely.
Food is good, especially seafood and root veggies.
Prices of food and beer are about a third more than in the States.
Gas is double.
Parks and all scenic spots are Free!!!!!!
Museums are cheap.
There be Puffins.
There is a thriving private and public arts scene.
The entire country runs on hydroelectric power.
The water, air, and virtually everything man-made is super clean.
Days are long in the summer and short in the winter.
There are elves, but nobody talks about them.
According to our server on the Snaefellsnes peninsula, “a stupid American wrote in a guidebook that Icelandic servers don’t like to be tipped, but that is NOT true.”
The roads are killer – unless you are in ass-kicking weather.
There are no ugly drives.
70-Year-old men cycle solo around Iceland – I am not sure who they are, but there is definitely more than one.
Iceland is where the world breathes, belches and farts.