By sun and moon
I journeyed west,
My sea-borne tune
From Odin’s breast,
My song-ship packed
With poet’s art:
Its word-keel cracked
The frozen heart.
— Egil’s Saga
Today, the NYTimes has a travel article devoted to Iceland–36 Hours in Reykjavik. Though I’m usually drawn to warm places, exploring Iceland’s fantastic fjords, roaring waterfalls, and cutting-edge fashion scene proved to be just as much fun as any of my other adventures. Watching the cosmic dance of the northern lights while soaking in the white clay waters of the Blue Lagoon is an experience I’ll never forget–in addition to having my Icelandic friends show me Bjork’s pool, and the rocks where they believe certain fairies live. About a five hour plane ride from New York, Iceland makes for the perfect trip from Boston or New York to get away for a few days, and–if it’s your fancy–eat some puffin and rotted shark meat, soak in healing geothermal waters, and explore the spouting geysers and many other marvels of its Scandinavian countryside…
