From Goodreads: “Sarah Moss had a childhood dream of moving to Iceland, sustained by a wild summer there when she was nineteen. In 2009, she saw an advertisement for a job at the University of Iceland and applied on a whim, despite having two young children and a comfortable life in Kent. The resulting adventure was shaped by Iceland’s economic collapse, which halved the value of her salary, by the eruption of Eyjafjallajokull and by a collection of new friends, including a poet who saw the only bombs fall on Iceland in 1943, a woman who speaks to elves and a chef who guided Sarah’s family around the intricacies of Icelandic cuisine.”
This book really appealed to me. Not because I’ve ever had a desire to move to Iceland, but because there is a whimsical side to me that wants to move abroad and experience the expat life.
Seeing life in a foreign country through the eyes of an expat is fascinating. There are struggles with cultural clashes, missing things about home, and difficulties in making friends. I enjoyed her stories about finding a preschool for her son (I can’t imagine a preschool that doesn’t encourage play time!) and encountering people who believe in elves. Even taking the time to view the flowing lava from an active volcano seems to strange. You’d think the Icelanders would be concerned, but no – it’s just another aspect of Icelandic life.
All in all, I enjoyed this glimpse of Iceland and it’s people. It’s not likely I’ll ever experience Iceland firsthand, so I’m very glad for people like Sarah Moss, who write about her experiences.
4 stars (out of 5)
Published in 2013
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