It always feels like a little miracle when the airplane lifts of. The acceleration presses you against your seat when it races over the runway… And you half-expect it to simply keep driving straight ahead, on the ground, like in a dream when you suddenly realize that you cannot actually fly. And then it feels like your stomach is jumping forward, the airport shrinks outside your window, as well as the houses surrounding the area, the fields, the villages nearby… Until you break through the clouds, overwhelmed in speechless astonishment.
A huge banner hanging in the Keflavik airport welcomes everybody to Iceland. The Icelandic text underneath simply says: Welcome home!
This is something one realizes very quickly, something that every Icelander seems to have: The strong sense of home that appears to connect them all. This sense of home however is not in the least excluding. Quite the contrary: One is welcomed very kindly by everybody and soon one gets the impression to be home here as well.
“We are so few. We take care of each other and hold everybody together.”
Everytime an Icelander meets somebody he or she doesn’t know, they would exchange family members and acquaintances until they find a person they both know – which somehow connects the two of them as well.
On our first days in Iceland, we explored Reykjavik together with our Icelandic friend, who hosted us for the first couple of nights after we arrived. In her company, you really start to believe that it is impossible to find a place in Iceland where she does not know at least somebody!
The city trip with her was exquisite even though the weather was really bad. So we took her car to drive through the streets – and almost had to scream at each other to drown the wind noises! Only when you are about to get out of the car, but can’t manage to open the doors because the wind is pushing from the other side, you learn what strong wind really means! With united forces we finally succeeded in leaving the car and entered the Crisis Tower. Here two former TV-Stars have opened a burger restaurant some years ago. Always full to bursting, always a queue to get a table. It seems like the Icelanders are quite fond of their stars.
Sometimes it still feels surreal to actually be here. By now we have taken our flat, which we share with two Dutchmen and a cat, we’ve attended our first lectures, tried our first Icelandic beer… and start to settle down!
More about Reykjavik
Exploring the surroundings: A brief stroll through our Neighborhood
A view over the whole city: Mount Esja – The citymountain of Reykjavik
You don´t know us yet? Click here to learn to know us: Katha & Nils introduce themselves
Studying in Iceland: The University