Quick flight to Iceland and here we are...arriving on July 26th after a smooth 6 hour journey, we deplaned to a surreal moonscape shaped by volcanic mountains in the distance and enveloped in an overcast and rainy blanket of a new country. Adventure awaits at the Blue Lagoon, a geothermal pool and spa favorite of tourists who find themselves hovering in the middle of the northern Atlantic en route to Europe. Iceland is beautiful and so are the people-we look forward to our two day stopover upon our return to Denver in August. For now, I can't imagine a better way to begin our adventure than to SIT STILL and enjoy a warm thermal pool...after all, it's only 50 degrees here.)
The pool is a cozy 100 degrees and offers the benefits of a mineral dip accompanied by freely accessed vats of pasty white silica gel (like yogurt) to spread all over your body. In fact, swimmers (American, Icelandic, German and Canadian as we observed) applied it with wreckless abandon assured by other visitors of its miracle skin-softening qualities but nobody was really sure it did anything other than test your own ability to spread the stuff evenly-or-not onto your pasty white body. One guy even dipped his whole beautiful bald head in it and proudly walked around the lagoon feeling he was among those of similar ilk.
The most enjoyable part was observing this beautiful cultural soup of language and bodies and smiles sharing the pot for this moment. Now...on to Oslo-the heritage homeland of Ivan and the kids.
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