Sure, you might call it a 4×4, but, well, hey, whatever works, eh.
The trolls finance their lives by renting their kids out at the Keflavik Airport. And humans pay for the chance to babysit! Pretty clever trolls, don’t you think!
The energy that can cup water …
… leaves stones as the energy shadows of the cupped air.
Never underestimate the power of an open bowl!
The above 3 images are from Dritvik.
Bowls radiate energy and hold it at the same time.
Hvalfjörður (WWII fighter base)
Every one is a head.
Ásmundarsafn
In Iceland, pretty soon you start thinking with the world. Don’t fight it. It’s the way it was meant to be.
Breiðafjörður
How do Icelandic engineers have fun?
They make street art. A Mohr’s Circle is a two-dimensional representation of stresses in materials. Compare the representation of stresses above with the more technical one below.
Nice. Here’s Wikipedia’s explanation of just why one might do this:
Internal forces are produced between the particles of a deformable object, assumed as a continuum, as a reaction to applied external forces, i.e., either surface forces or body forces. This reaction follows from Euler’s laws of motion for a continuum, which are equivalent to Newton’s laws of motion for a particle. A measure of the intensity of these internal forces is called stress. Because the object is assumed as a continuum, these internal forces are distributed continuously within the volume of the object.
So, here’s the Icelandic version again:

Lots of permutations through stress there, all delightfully witty.
And why is the Icelandic version so much more accessible and, well, fun? Ah, that’s because Icelandic engineers are well-versed in the barbs of thought and look for any chance for them to go away.

I think that’s it.
Shield volcano, with path.
Skogarkot
Both are heads. Literally. The word remains in English as a cob, known in cobblestones (each has a round head) or a cape, which is also a headland, and that’s the Icelandic word: hæð, or head, or height. Remember that for the culture that settled this magical place, these really were heads. And so they remain.
Troll, Just Hatched, at Dimmu Borgir