Never had so much depended on a tube of Blistex.

In Reykjavik for the Iceland Airwaves music festival, I prowled the Viking nation’s capital for two days in November, dipping in and out of venues to see bands much as one might at Austin’s South By Southwest.

But Texas rarely sees Reykjavik’s freezing temperatures and high winds — winds that threatened to topple me as I tried to check out Icelandic hip-hop while figuring out whether the woman in the long white puffy coat at the bar was Bjork. (It was.)

As Iceland makes a grab for tourist dollars after its devastating financial crisis, some peddle rumors that the country isn’t as cold as its name suggests. “Iceland’s climate is temperate and milder than most people think,” according to Eyewitness Travel’s “Top 10 Iceland.”

Do not believe this — at least not in winter. If Iceland isn’t cold at any given moment, it is likely to be soon.

After 12 hours in the capital and its surrounds, my lips were cracked. After 24 hours, they were bleeding. By the time I found Blistex at the gas station around the corner from my hotel, I smeared it all over my face like melted chocolate.

One can, of course, pay more to visit Iceland at the height of tourist season — summer, when the sun shines more than 20 hours per day and the daily high temperature averages 57 degrees . But those with budget constraints may be forced to discover the Land of Fire and Ice’s many charms nearer the winter solstice, when temperatures are closer to 32 degrees. Remember: To visit Reykjavik, you need lip stuff and a plan. This is terrain where going where the day takes you will leave you windburned.

Reykjavik, Iceland’s capital, seen from teh Hallgrimskirkja tower. (Matt Cardy/Getty Images)

After the sun sets — at about 4:45 p.m. during my stay — Reykjavik’s nightspots should be selectively visited in a carefully plotted order that minimizes one’s exposure to the elements. Luckily, the city is home to just 120,000 people, which means most clubs are clustered around a fairly compact downtown.

And even if the cost is higher, stay in it, not near it. The middle of the city isn’t just where the action is; it’s where the action slightly distracts you from the fact your hands and face are raw and chapped.

My room at the Radisson Blu Saga Hotel, just under a mile from the city center, was a bit shabby for the price (about $150 ), and its killer buffet breakfast — included — couldn’t redeem its distant location. Okay, it was next to a very cool-looking historic cemetery. But I was not inclined to marvel at the picturesque tombstones of 19th-century settlers when briskly walking back to my room, dreaming of the moment when I could turn up the heat. Even when you’re bolstered by a cup of spicy pumpkin soup at the vegetarian restaurant Glo or steaming ramen from Ramen Momo, a freezing hike is a freezing hike.

In town, one might be tempted to check out the city’s U.S.-themed nightspots, often kitschy and of recent vintage: Lebowski (complete with a full menu of the Dude’s preferred White Russians), the Chuck Norris Grill and the Brooklyn Bar.

But I found these spots worth little more than a yuk and a selfie. When it’s below freezing, irony won’t keep you warm. More interesting were clubs that seemed more, well, Icelandic.

First among many: Kex. A venue, restaurant, cafe and hangout that shouldn’t be content to bill itself as a “social hostel,” Kex has a stellar view of the North Atlantic from the best vantage point: a warm bar. Watching waves break in Faxafloi Bay, I was floored by the stark terrain settled by Norse in the Ninth century — who, presumably, didn’t have the luxury of watching a good band in a packed room warmed by body heat.

Another venue that isn’t skimping on the heating bill: Idno. A 19th-century theater converted into a performance venue, Idno is perhaps the least nightclubish nightclub imaginable — a music hall that feels like someone’s home. Including a restaurant, a dining room and multiple bars, the three-story building is large enough to accommodate hundreds of concertgoers but is carved into small spaces that always seem intimate. During one of my visits, I danced to 1960s hits spun by a stateside DJ. During another, I drank tea and chatted with friends next to a blazing radiator. Some thought the weird doll collection on the top floor was creepy; I thought it friendly.

For those who prefer taking in entertainment in a room without a bartender, a visit to Harpa is a must. Love it or hate it, this jagged building — built for $235 million not long after Iceland’s near economic collapse, to much criticism — is striking. In daylight, the black exterior recalls the volcanic rock that litters parts of the island nation’s coastline. Inside, I didn’t care for the odd-size funhouse steps or blinking colored lights, which reminded me of Atlantic City’s now-defunct Trump Taj Mahal. But I wasn’t there for the architecture.

Harpa is home to the Iceland Symphony Orchestra, which performs in the main concert hall, a stellar-sounding room with a beautiful red interior, as warm as the building’s black exterior is cold. The room’s aesthetic power is enough to compensate for even a mediocre program — and Harpa has restaurants and gift shops if you need to sneak away before the conductor puts down his baton.

Hallgrimskirkja tower, a modern cathedral that houses a 25-ton pipe organ and offers a bird’s-eye view of Reykjavik. (Matt Cardy/Getty Images)

Of course, Iceland isn’t just about nightspots — but, compared with pub-crawling, sightseeing requires being outside for extended periods. So I didn’t do much of it.

Stumbling upon Hallgrimskirkja, Reykjavik’s stunning modern cathedral with an even more stunning 25-ton pipe organ, I ran from the street to the door. Riding the elevator more than 200 feet to the church’s breezy tower, I took in the 360-degree view for a minute or two, then rushed back into the sanctuary. Further afield at Laugarvatn Fontana, a geothermal spa less stunning — but less mobbed — than the better-known Blue Lagoon, I ran from the locker room through freezing air and plunged into 98-degree water. But I wanted it hotter, and leaped into a ­100-degree pool. Then I hit the sauna for as long as I could stand. After freezing intermittently for most of two days, that proved to be quite a while.

Visitors sit in the geothermal waters at the Blue Lagoon spa. (Matt Cardy/Getty Images)

At the Great Geysir a little further east, I bolted from the rental car, counting the seconds until the majestic geologic wonder sprayed superheated water hundreds of feet in the air. Once it did, I was the first one back inside the superheated car.

At Gullfoss waterfall — a majestic cataract five times higher than Niagara and a few hundred windblown yards from the highway — I stayed in the gift shop.

The view was undoubtedly not to be missed. But these lips are the only ones I’ve got.

If you go
Where to stay

Radisson Blu 1919 Hotel

Posthusstraeti 2, 101 Reykjavik


Well-appointed hotel in the middle of downtown. Rooms from about $240.

Kex Hostel

Skúlagata 28, 101 Reykjavik


Hostel, bar and music venue in one — and less seedy than it sounds. For a bed in a dorm, about $25; for a single room, about $95.

Where to eat

Glo Restaurant

Engjateig 19, 105 Reykjavik or Laugavegi 20b, 101 Reykjavík


Mostly vegetarian restaurant with a menu that changes daily. Make your own plate for about $15.

Ramen Momo

Tryggvagata 16, Reykjavik


Hole-in-the-wall ramen joint with steaming hot soup and yummy appetizers for about $15.

What to do

Harpa Concert Hall and Conference Center

Austurbakki 2, 101 Reykjavik


Take in a show, check out a restaurant, or love (or hate) the architecture. Open every day, 8 a.m. to midnight.

Laugarvatn Fontana

Hverabraut 1, 840 Laugarvatn


When the Blue Lagoon is crowded, it’s not relaxing. Try this geothermal spa off the beaten path instead. Adults’ admission is about $25 — bring your own suit and towel to avoid renting. Open every day, 11 a.m. to 9 p.m.

Idno Restaurant and Theatre

Vonarstræti 3, 101 Reykjavik


Catch a show — or just eat a meal — at this beautiful concert hall beside Reykjavik’s Lake Tjornin. Admission varies, but expect to pay at least $20.


— J.M.