Not necessarily true! Living in Iceland, the first time my host family took me to subway, I asked for a meatball sub. They didn't know what that was. I was flabbergasted, and to some extent, confused and upset.
I agree, unfortunately. As someone who lived there from September to early June, you can bet your boots I'm not coming back unless it's the middle of summer!
Stokkseyri! :) You can take the stræto to selfoss from Hlemmur in Reykjavik, and then a connecting small bus (one of the blue ones) to Stokkseyri.
It WAS great they were chock full of things popping out of random places and automated creepy bridge noises. I did get a weird allergic reaction that day though, had to go to the ER when we took the bus back to selfoss because my hands and feet and face were swelling. still haven't found a cause, like 83% sure it was 'cause ghosts.
the westfjords are fab! I visited in the middle of a snowstorm but I just loved how uncomfortably vast and cold it was. completely worth it for the Aldrei fer ég súður music festival, which is free just 'cause if you can make it up there and survive, you deserve to go.
Show's me. In my time in Iceland I went to the penis museum three times (out of social convention!!!), the ghost museum, the salt factory, and the taxidermy museum (double whammy, they're both in Stokkseyri, which in Icelandic means 'nowhere within the middle of nowhere', but never to the museum of sorcery and witchcraft! I'll have to go when I come back to visit, I'm sure it's full of incredible shit like this!!
you're just really in a Netfix
Mallorious. Mallificent. Maleficent. The savior of Misandry is at it again.
This is 500% more accurate than any mythology could use to describe the God of Wine, the title is basically a synonym for dirtbag with a thing for wreaths and elitist drunken roguery