Skarpi, that is fascinating stuff. When I was 11 years old, my mother won a competition run by the News Chronicle and Nestle, and I went to Iceland for four days. My memories are very hazy, but I remember the docks at Reykjavik. and being taken to see some of your country. We swam in the warm swimming pool, and I remember I didn't like the ptarmigan they gave us to eat at one meal, though I did like the rice pudding with almonds in. I still have the photos, and this happened in 1959. Love, Bron.