VQR � Blog � Why Iceland: The question as to why Iceland would be most easily answered, I suppose, by photographs of its supernatural beauty. But let’s say you’re stuck next to me on a plane and we start talking. Here’s what I would tell you:
That it is clean; the streets and sidewalks and air and water are clean, unpolluted, unlittered by cigarette butts and trash and people’s spit and dog shit.
That it is small—only 300,000-some people on the whole island—but does not feel small. (Or, when it does, like a sexy dress or good suit, it is small in the right places.)
That Icelanders know their history and feel part of it.
That, as one Icelander explained to me, “fame has no value here.”
That one rarely sees Icelanders walking down the street or sitting in caf�s or bars or cars staring into iPhones, oblivious to others and walled-off from human contact; indeed, this is the easiest way to spot an American in Iceland—eyes lowered, ears plugged, iPhone held to the face as if in anticipation of a kiss.
That there is virtually no violent crime in Iceland.
That Icelandic police do not carry guns.