I think the Blue Lagoon might be one of the most iconic spots in Iceland, at least from a tourism perspective. It’s a giant naturally heated spring full of minerals and other things which sound healthy and new age. While you’re there you get to float around in a chest-deep spring bopping between a swim-up bar, a swim-up face mask for gooping your dome with lava rock and silicate, waterfalls, naturally-fed drinking fountains, saunas, steam-baths (which seemed redundant to me) and lots of neat nooks, bridges, and crannies-to-said-nooks to explore. While it looks like a public pool, it doesn’t feel like one and they have the low bandaid count to back that up. 🩹
We were there for about 2 hours and left feeling incredibly rejuvenated. You shower before you enter and again after you leave, so between that and the lagoon itself by the time you leave your skin has been properly rebooted. And I can’t speak for Sarah, but by that time you’ve also seen a lot of European wang in the locker room. 😳 #reasonsToGoToIceland
Some claim it’s overcrowded and touristy, and there’s probably some truth to that, but we never felt too closed in. It was the perfect way to wash off having been on a plane which, I believe, is the exact universal counterpoint to floating in a natural spring.
Some Gassy Thing We Saw
On the first day we also stopped at some sort of natural boiling steam thingy. It wasn’t interesting enough to warrant its own post so I’m going to lazily include som pictures here. These poor bastards get to close for the Blue Lagoon photos. Suckers. Gaze upon them in all their meh.
