I am not the sort who has any desire to travel the world. I'm quite pleased to explore my own land and sleep in my very own bed thank-you-very-much.
There is an exception.
Iceland, where Huldufólk and álfar, (trolls and elves) live in rocks and beneath the earth. Where roads are detoured to protect mounds of stone, least the those creatures be disturbed. Where rocks should not be thrown for fear that Huldufólk may be harmed.
Perhaps these stones in the Pixie Hill garden are sleeping, weary from their long Icelandic voyage.
For more stones that have had their faces coaxed to the surface see my Stone Creatures pinterest board.