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FEATURES | REYKJAVIK<br />
IT MIGHT JUST have been the best publicity stunt<br />
ever. Last October, a video clip, purporting to come<br />
straight from the offi ce of the President of Iceland,<br />
began to do the rounds online.<br />
Opening with a close-up shot of a neatly ordered<br />
desk, behind which sat a white-haired man in a<br />
well-pressed suit and yellow tie, the 40-second address<br />
began. “My name is Olafur Ragnar Grimsson,” the<br />
man said, “and I live here in the presidential residence<br />
with my wife, Dorrit. We would like you to visit our<br />
home, and we will give you delicious pancakes with<br />
cream and sugar – a traditional Icelandic delicacy.<br />
Because Dorrit favours very much health and good<br />
nutrition, you will also get extraordinary products<br />
from our greenhouses. Then we’ll show you the<br />
landscape, the bird life and the extraordinary light you<br />
can witness in Iceland at this time of year.”<br />
The setting looked offi cial enough, but surely this<br />
had to be a spoof? After all, could you imagine David<br />
Cameron or Angela Merkel doing something similar?<br />
The idea of an established head of state openly<br />
encouraging a group of strangers to come round for a<br />
party is, frankly, preposterous.<br />
Bizarrely, though, the invitation was real: on 11<br />
November, 20 lucky guests got to sample Dorrit’s<br />
pancakes. And the reason for this stunt? It signalled<br />
the start of a tourism drive that has seen Icelanders<br />
head online in their droves to offer equally hospitable<br />
propositions, posting hundreds of video clips on<br />
invitations.inspiredbyiceland.com, inviting people to<br />
enjoy a foot soak in a geothermal bath, take a bicycle<br />
ride in the frozen countryside, even sample local sushi.<br />
This says a lot about the Icelandic psyche. A tiny<br />
nation with few more than 300,000 inhabitants, most<br />
of whom live in a small corner of this other-worldly<br />
rock, its blackened lava fi elds and deep blue fjords,<br />
crashing waterfalls and basalt cliffs feel more like the<br />
setting for a Tolkienesque fantasy fi lled with elves<br />
and trolls than anywhere on planet earth. When you<br />
also take into account the fact that it’s located on the<br />
64th parallel, as far north as it’s possible for humans<br />
to live comfortably, it’s no surprise the natives know<br />
something about the value of hospitality.<br />
That’s the reason I fi nd myself in the back of a super<br />
Jeep (basically a Humvee-style ride with oversized<br />
wheels, pimped to the max), gunning across the snowy<br />
landscape some 40km east of Reykjavik. I’m here at<br />
the kind behest of a chap called Ragnar, who’d got in<br />
contact a week previously. It’s -14°C outside and the<br />
wind is whipping snow across the windshield. I can’t<br />
see any road beneath us, let alone any road signs but,<br />
remarkably, I actually feel rather safe – and not just<br />
50 | TRAVELLER<br />
Previous page,<br />
Lake Kleifarvatn<br />
in south-west<br />
Iceland, an area<br />
of hot springs<br />
and weekly<br />
earthquakes.<br />
This page,<br />
clockwise from<br />
right, the Strokkur<br />
geysir; President<br />
Grimsson’s online<br />
address; a Jeep<br />
tour is a great way<br />
to see the island;<br />
the northern<br />
lights over<br />
Reykjavik<br />
PHOTO © NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC