Welcome to Iceland, a very small country with a very large number (two hundred sixty-five) (mostly) very small museums.

Founded in house yards, starting as jokes or bets or monuments for lost friends, these museums tell the story of a magical island where bridges appeared only at the beginning of the 20th century and waterproof shoes only came with the second world war. A country that was once poor, then rich, and is now rebuilding its prosperity. A country where, in the remote and wild areas, you may still encounter a fisherman of the coast, a wizard, or a ghost.

From the well-known Phallological Museum of Reykjavik to a house made of stones on the eastern coast; from the bizarre monsters wandering the remote shores of Bildindur to a cetacean museum that proves impossible to find, here is an enchanting story of obsession, diligence, and the particular magic of this isolated island. Pages: 272, Dimensions: 12.9x12.9cm