Museums apart, I guess it goes without saying that, if you're coming from the UK, the most mind-blowing -- and sometimes slightly uncomfortable -- thing about Iceland is its extraordinary environmental "otherness" (as we pretentious types might put it...I suppose I mean "the weather" and a bit more besides). When we were there, there were about four and a half hours of daylight, from about 11.00 in the morning till about half past three in the afternoon, which made a long lie in very easy, but getting down to what work we had brought with us, proved preternaturally difficult. What time most Icelanders got to work was hard to know, but the city did seem incredibly quiet until it was getting light. Maybe you just get used to it (3 days is a bit short for a fair experiment) but we were tempted to imagine that they all worked incredibly long hours in the summer when it was light for 23 hours a day and incredibly short ones in the winter.
The other thing, of course is all the geothermals, seismic activity and the cauldrons of heat stirring under the surface of the ground (the vast majority of Iceland’s power and heating comes from the energy bursting out underground). And we didn’t miss out on the tourist trail for these.
On one of our days there we left town and visited the spouting geysirs (Icelandic word) which spew steam and boiling stuff into the air every few minutes, to an admiring throng; and just a few miles away a semi frozen waterfall (above). And best of all, for me, was an outdoor pool.