Honestly, I didn't get what all the hype was about Iceland. Everyone I know who has been came back raving about how amazing it is. The country, which has a population of 330,000 inhabitants, brings in 2.5 million visitors a year. There's clearly a draw, I just didn't get it.
We spent our first day in Reykjavik walking around. We went to Perlan, the National Museum, through the city center. It was all... okay. Lunch at Icelandic Fish & Chips was the highlight of the day. I must be missing something.
The next day, we drove out of the capital and started seeing things like this:
The landscape is unreal. Very Land Before Time-ish (although the Ross Gellers of the world would be quick to tell me that Iceland is too young to have had dinosaurs roaming about).
In Þingvellir National Park, where pictures above were taken, you can walk between two continents. Literally, you walk through a valley where the wall on one side is North America and the wall on the other side is Eurasia. Diverging tectonic plates. Geology=sexy.
Our 3rd and last day took us to Akureyri in northern Iceland, and it was breathtaking. You have these rolling hills and intertwining rivers set against a backdrop of flat-topped mountains. They're naturally flat. During the last ice age, these volcanoes were covered with a sheet of ice. When they erupted, the lava could only flow down the sides, not upwards to create peaks. But please don't call them flat to their faces, it's rude.
And, finally, Goðafoss. Like, I said, breathtaking. (scroll through)
I'm a believer. I drank the Kool-Aid. However you want to call it. I love Iceland.