I’m not an Icelander, but I’ve visited there.
My first thoughts are: Be prepared for raw weather–the wind never stops.
The Blue Lagoon is pretty cool if you can get past the aroma of sulfur dioxide.
We visited the Westmann Islands while we were there. That’s where a volcanic eruption nearly closed the entrance to the harbor, but they managed to stop the lava by hosing it down with sea water.
A side note…I never expected to hear about the Westmann Islands again. But imagine my surprise when I turned on the TV and saw that the “Free Willy” whale had been moved to a pen in that same harbor.
You’ll be impressed by the stark, barren landscape. Parts of Iceland make the surface of Mars seem inviting. There are miles and miles of nothing but crumbly lava rock with absolutely -nothing- growing on it. Of course there’s plenty of vegetation in Reykjavik.
They seem to have adopted the puffin as their national bird. They also eat puffin. I wonder what bald eagle tastes like? (I can hear it already: It tastes alot like Spotted Owl.)
The Icelanders also have some kind of national liqeuer. I think it’s flavored with carroway or cumin or something. Most foul. I think it’s really a gag to see if they can get tourists to drink it.
Interestingly, they still speak a Norse dialect that’s not much changed in over a thousand years.
They also use the patronymic naming system, so if Lars Hansson has a boy child and names him Magnus, the child becomes Magnus Larsson. For the hell of it, take a look in a phone book while you’re there.
You could also go for a ride on an Icelandic horse. Their history is interesting as well, but I’ll leave that for you to discover.
There are lots of geological points of interests: Geysers (the original Geyser is there–that’s where our word comes from), waterfalls, glaciers, volcanos, and, of course, the North Atlantic. Those Icelandic sailors must have some huge cojones.
It ain’t cheap, either. But it’s worth it.
" <— My own personal quote. I call him Doug.