My friend Annie recently took a trip to Reykjavik, a destination far-removed from what I'd usually yearn for (i.e. beaches and tropics and Greece) so I wasn't sure it would be for me. I mean, it's cold, right? And scarcely populated. I think there are fewer people in the entire country than there are in my hometown of Wichita, Kan.
But she mentioned the hot springs. And the northern lights. And Skogafoss.
And a text with this picture and the words "MAGICAL HORSES!"
OK, she got me. I have a huge case of wanderlust for Iceland now. Every photo she sent me looked like an album cover. For Of Monsters and Men, maybe.
When she returned, she brought the most amazing candy. It tasted like chocolate-covered Fruit Loops. I'd go to Iceland right now just to try all the candy.
The seafood and coffee are spectacular, as well. And there is free wifi everywhere, which is important when you need to text your friends gorgeous photos to make them jealous. It worked, Annie. Boy, did it work.
I should warn you that she got snowed in one day. But live music at the cozy hotel bar doesn't sound too shabby to me.
Have I sold you on it, too? Would you go to Iceland? Why or why not?