Unexpected emotional depth in Iceland

I thought I was going to Iceland for beaches, food, and Golden Circle. I got all of those things. What I didn't expect was how emotionally affecting the trip would be. The history — particularly around Vík — hit in ways that good travel sometimes does.

northern lights and midnight sun was the moment that crystallised it. Standing there, eating lamb soup I'd bought from a street vendor, something clicked about why travel matters. 12 days and I came home genuinely changed. Some places do that to you.