Some say paradise means beaches, the vast ocean, the sun in your eyes, and warmth that never fades.
But beauty, peace, and awe can also be found among snow, in freezing temperatures, beneath the northern lights that paint the night in every color.
In Iceland, it’s the emptiness that takes your breath away – true, majestic emptiness. Driving across endless landscapes feels like traveling on another planet. Rides on Icelandic horses, steaming geysers, black sand beaches, hot springs with natural mud masks, fjords, and Viking sagas – all of it weaves a world straight out of fantasy.
It is the land of ice and fire – with volcanoes that can ground air traffic across a whole continent, and glaciers beneath which lava still pulses.
It is the wind so strong it can tip a car over. Snowy deserts, biting cold, and air so pure you’ve never breathed anything like it. The Diamond Beach, where shards of ice rest on black sand like scattered jewels.
Here, you can book a sailing-and-skiing package for several days, discovering new slopes every morning – the kind where perhaps no one has ever skied before.
It is also skyr, fresh salmon and cod, caviar, hearty soups, oysters, and hot tea sipped against a backdrop of fog and volcanic rock.
It is a boat trip in a survival suit – with a down jacket underneath – and still you freeze. But you laugh, because somehow, you’re having the time of your life.
Iceland resembles no other place. It is raw and tender at once.
A space where silence has its own sound, and where vastness teaches you how to truly listen to yourself.
