Got to visit Iceland once for only a couple days. It was in September…and although it was probably nothing to them, I thought it was COLD…and windy. Of course, I had just come from Ponta Delgada in the Azores, but it was still cold if you ask me. I remember my first impression while landing, was it seemed like we were landing on the moon or something…there were no trees, and the land seemed so desolate. As it turns out, there aren’t many trees in Iceland…something about the force of the winds don’t allow many to take root. Three other things always stood out about about my short trip there…from what we were told, violent crime is almost non-existent there, that it wasn’t uncommon for women to leave their small children outside on the curb while popping into a store to buy grocercies, that it is just unheard of there for anything sinister to happen to them. It’s also very expensive from what I remember…a cheeseburger, fries and a “large” coke was over $14 US dollars…and this was in 1989. Lastly…it was home to some of the absolutely nicest people I met anywhere in Europe. They were very friendly. And the girls were quite attractive, alot of blue-eyed blondes…the air was crisp and clean…it seemed like a wonderful place, only wish I would have had more time to explore.