At the beginning of March, Will and I finally put on our thermals, hopped on a flight to Iceland, and spent six days visiting beautiful landscapes along the south coast and the popular Golden Circle. After umming and ahhing for ages, I decided we couldn’t keep saying maybe any longer. I booked our trip and spent the next 3 months getting super hyped!
On our arrival, we went straight to the Blue Lagoon from Keflavik airport. After already travelling for half the day, I could not wait to spend the evening relaxing, before continuing onto Reykjavik later. On approach I remember catching a glimpse of a thin stream of water, snaking it’s way through the lava field, and being a little taken back by how vibrant blue the water was. That was nothing in comparison to what I would see shortly.
After dropping off our luggage in the hold (€3 per bag) and picking up our towels and wristbands from reception, I headed out of the changing rooms towards the lagoon. It looked so dreamy. Milky blue water, with steam rising up towards the sky. It was unlike anything I’ve ever seen before.
The dash from the building to the the water, to take some photos in the lagoon promptly interrupted my dreamy moment. Standing outside wearing swimwear in -2°C is not the most pleasant sensation! After Will and I took some snaps of each other for “memories”, I darted back inside to store my camera in my locker, returning to submerge myself into the cosy 38°C water.
There was a fair amount of people when we first got there, but it’s so big that it isn’t really an issue. After grabbing a drink from the swim-up bar, we just floated about for a while, exploring all the different areas, and occasionally swam through pockets of really intense heat or some cooler patches. Dotted around the edges were wooden crates full of natural silica mud, which is apparently very good for the skin due to the high mineral content. After applying liberal amounts and leaving to dry slightly, I had to take it off as I could feel my skin getting tight and uncomfortable. Will was fine with it though, so it may just depend on your skin type.
We ended up spending about three and half hours in the lagoon – long enough to watch the elements change from sunny, to dark and stormy. As well as experiencing a mix of wind, rain and hail. There’s something pretty mystical about being in the Blue Lagoon when it’s slightly stormy, watching the sky turn, and the steam continue to rise up around you. It’s not an experience I’m going to forget anytime soon.