Just returned from Iceland. Worlds worst weather. So windy that there are no freakin trees. flying over the N pole temps outside got to -83. Doors on plane frozen shut when landed.
Some details are warranted; in the winter the wind does not gust, it is a steady blow, the rain is horizontal and black ice covers the sidewalks. The best refuge is the sweater co-op downtown. The sweaters are hand made and lush and piled high. Every Icelandic grandmother knits sweaters. Plenty of tourists come to Iceland all year long. It sits right on the spreading zone of the mid-Atlantic plates. Hot springs all over the place. Food prices are ridiculous. A very minimalist dinner will set you back close to $100. Strange place but the female flight attendants are gorgeous and the Icelandic Air boardroom is deservedly well-known - open bar, luxurious lounge chairs, groaning platters of pastries and chocolates. If anyone believes that the lack of trees is due to the Vikings I have a bridge to sell.
LOLI think it is well documented.