Iceland anyone?

Thursday, November 03, 2005 | comments (3)
I got a Travelzoo Newsflash the other day that said: "Fly non-stop from Baltimore to Reykjavik for just $398 roundtrip."

Iceland?

I guess I never really thought visiting Iceland would be the kind of thing people would be clamoring to do. I certainly never thought of it as the kind of place to go for relaxation, spas, resorts. There's even a beach.

Did you know the slogan for Reykjavik is 'Pure Energy?' You can definitely tell from this site that they take their marketing very seriously.

I'm intrigued by you, Iceland. You seem fun, smart, sexy. I would like to visit you one day.

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wow. i clicked on things to do - even the horse is sexy!

Posted by kim on Nov 04, 2005 at 10:37:39 AM
Yeah. The horse picture was kind of strange . . .

Posted by Rothko on Nov 04, 2005 at 10:44:36 AM
My buddy Troy, who you met the other night, spent his honeymoon in Iceland. They loved it. But they did say it was a bit expensive at times. Dinner costing about $100 for two people. But sounds like a fun place.

Posted by James on Nov 07, 2005 at 2:47:48 PM

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