In and Around Reykjavik, Iceland
Iceland seems more remote than the four-and-a-half-hour flight from Boston feels. But Reykjavik, a city closer to Boston than San Francisco, is a world apart. The prime minister is in the phonebook—along with the rest of the population of 300,00—alphabetically, by first name. Violent crime is virtually non-existent. The country has no army, and police don't carry guns. Ponies, puffin, and whale are served in restaurants. Some of the landscapes looked like the moon.
My husband and I jumped on an Icelandair promotion and spent a long weekend in and around the capital city of Reykjavik; enough time to experience a bit of the magic, the mythic, and a great dose of good design. We're already plotting a return and telling everyone we know to go spend some time in the world's most northern capital.