photos courtesy of my boyfriend and the talented Meredith Westin
Here are two things you should know about Iceland:
1. It is magical
2. It is so expensive you will find yourself calculating and re-calculating the exchange rate and thinking “No. Wait. Surely I didn’t just pay $18 for two slices of mediocre cake, right? Right?!”
But you did.
But it sort of doesn’t matter. Because where else can you lay on cushions of geothermally warmed moss and befriend shaggy little horses and eat something called ‘bread soup‘ which seemed to be mashed up, sweetened, moistened rye bread, topped with a mound of whipped cream. You can go to a phallus museum, see a million waterfalls and geysers, and warm yourself in the sulfer-scented waters of The Blue Lagoon.
You could also spend a week night drinking and dancing with actual Icelanders to your new favorite song and admiring their Bjork-esque fashion sense and Style Parkas.
You know. If you wanted to replicate our itinerary.
Next up: New York! In Autumn! The actual best, no?