“I was in Iceland about a month ago for my birthday.”
Oh hang on have I totally missed the point of Twitter?
Iceland is black. Everywhere, the hills, the beaches, the fields, it’s just black. It was mainly as i expected, witlessly ugly towns, big waterfalls, geothermal pools, geysers and glaciers. It’s not revolutionary stuff.
Þingvellir was interesting, basically the world’s first democratic parliament, which kicked off around 930AD, slightly before my time. And walking between the steadily shifting tectonic plates of North America and Eurasia was clearly not something one does on a daily basis.
But what I was most impressed by was the barren, moss strewn lava fields. You can see a snippet of road there, weaving through a landscape which really must be what it’s like on Mars. Miles of, well nothing.