"A sleek and luxurious monochromatic designer hotel, with a cool Scandinavian ambience and warm, welcoming staff."
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The Northern Lights shimmering above Iceland frame a mountainous, mythological country that is fast becoming one of Europe's hippest destinations. Stylish Reykjavik with its chic boutique hotels and glamorous bars and clubs is a perfect base from which to explore the active volcanoes, bleak lava deserts, geysers and glaciers of the island. Our Iceland travel guide to the best luxury hotels includes hotel reviews and will soon have details of the best restaurants, shops, museums and activities including the stunning Blue Lagoon spa which is an essential stop on the way back to Keflavik airport.
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"A sleek and luxurious monochromatic designer hotel, with a cool Scandinavian ambience and warm, welcoming staff."
From ISK 35615
per room per night
"Delightful business-oriented hotel with a fine collection of Icelandic art"
From ISK 99
per room per night
Over the Rainbow: the best of Iceland | Kamin Mohammadi | Iceland, Reykjavik, Reykjavik
I knew that astronauts had trained for moon landings in the lava fields, and that it boasts Europe's largest glacier and the site of the world's oldest parliament, but the reality proved to be far and away weirder than this
A Weekend to Remember in Iceland | Jim Keeble | Iceland, Reykjavik, Reykjavik
Then we reached our hotel in Reykjavik, the clouds cleared and above our heads, the ‘northern lights’ shimmered in an ethereal swirl of emerald whispers. It was one of the most beautiful sights I’ve ever seen.
Dripping Yarns | AA Gill | Iceland, Reykjavik, Reykjavik
A city that looks like a tin model of Dundee, where the ground bubbles, a tree is a landmark and everything smells of rotten egg, where they have man-killer winds and grow the finest women in the universe
The Coolest Beauty Contest in the World | AA Gill | Iceland, Reykjavik, Reykjavik
I was sitting in a café in downtown Reykjavik and a woman I had just met gave me an odd look and said hesitantly, “You wouldn’t like to be a judge for Miss Iceland, would you, by any chance?”