The Blue Lagoon soaking The blue lagoon iceland, Iceland

The blue lagoon iceland, Iceland Day 21. 12/July/2014 The Blue Lagoon soaking. Day score 10. I drove out past Keflavik international airport, Reykjavik airport had seemed small and quaint, built by the Brits about the same time as they built Vagar. I recognised the construction style of the hangars, being the same as most war time hangars in the UK. The Brits had a presence here to protect the islands against the Germans and allow the ships supplying our war effort from America an easier passage across the Atlantic. Now Keflavik was a cold war American Airbase and it was flippin huge… I drove to a famous old light house on the western tip of the peninsula (nice) and then along the coast which had been deposited there by a huge lava field and we are talking huge!!! Took half an hour to drive through with steam rising here and there. Arctic Turns nested along the road in the tuft grass in their thousands. Very very impressed with this rarely experienced site. I was enjoying this. Next was the famous Blue Lagoon thermal spars. An expensive tourist trap, but I did not care and had been told to go all the same, everyone has to go there. I got my swimming trunks and towel sorted and went in up the path. You could walk a periphery track if you so desired and I did and the Blue Lagoon lived up to its name!!! Big time. It was seriously blue… I met an American lady called Urana, who was looking for someone to take her photo as she had a T’shirt with a message on it she wanted to show the back of to friends back home. I obliged. She had just packed everything up and sold a lot in America and said she needed to get out of the American society and go and live with decent humans for a while. Understandable. After seeing all outside we paid the £40 to get in and I said I would see her later. All high tech lockers with coded wrist fobs. Very clean and organised. Except absolute chaos with all the different ethnicities and behaviours. Japanese people can be quite weird some times. There was only one way in and out, the way everyone came in and one way in and out to the lagoon, where all the steam was, but still they seemed lost? I came here especially and specifically for another reason. I suffer from Psoriasis and the special minerals within the water were or are supposed to cure or aid it… I can’t see how since no doctor or medication in twenty years has yet cured mine, but I’m for ever optimistic that the latest treatment might work. I walked down the steps and in, it was hot and salty and about 1 meter deep, so the kids didn’t drown. There was an expensive bar if you so desired and private massage parlours and all you needed to do was wave your wrist fob at the machine. The facial mud was free though and people covered themselves in white drying mud before washing it off. The first time I have treated myself for ages. The American business men and women were here in force as ever, they get everywhere and can not turn off, discussing stocks and shares of blue water. Put a sock in it for once!!! There were annoying British school Kids acting like spoilt brats a plenty. Did I enjoy it? Well I stayed in for four hours if that helps. My skin did feel soothed. We will see if helped later. Masses of my skin was falling off though, the ************ my feet eventually capitulated. May be there was something in the water dissolving things. The hot water waterfall was awesome. As I stood underneath it, the hot water pounding like a heavy hacking massage on my shoulders. I thought of all the hours of pain felt in my shoulders from endless hours of leaning over while working on the plane. I deserve this in my mind. Very therapeutic. I can’t get that flight out my head yet though and to think I almost missed all this… It was time to have some fun and I went to get my video camera and Fredy Pig my travel companion of old. People were walking around with cameras everywhere, so why not??? How many phones, Ipads and cameras get dropped in the water I don’t know, but as long as I was extra careful with mine… Fredy loved the spa and floating in the water and I made loads of videos and selfies. Ok really time to get showered and go. Lots more to see today. Outside, by the Icelandic’s British Olympic flame petal that they all were given to bring and take away to the London 2012 Olympics, I met Urana again. Yesterday she had been too tired and not well and misted her only opportunity to see Geyser, Gullfoss waterfall (the biggest) and Thingvellir or Pingvellir because we don’t have the correct key on this keyboard. Anyway Pingvellir was where a lot of the ancient gatherings were made within the gap which is the separation of the American and European tectonic plates. These tourist sites formed the ‘so called’ Golden Triangle of sites to see. That’s what I was going to do so I invited her along. Rude not to I thought and she could help me stay awake because it meant driving all through the night to get this all seen and done. First she needed to go and eat though, I’ve no interest in food really, but what took longer was my mistake on the map reading. We eventually turned up at Geyser, a geyser site, at about midnight. We got talking to an Australian guy and his Danish partner. They visited Iceland all the time and said that this time of night now, when there was virtually no one here, was the best time to see Geyser, as during the day the place was full of idiots. Whoosh! 80ft geyser firing off about 30 metes away. Made me jump, they were used to it. Every 6 minutes or so apparently. The biggest steaming water filled whole, called Geyser, the Geyser that all other geysers were named after, didn’t go off anymore, not since the last local eruptions some 40 years ago, but a little sized geyser called Strokkur, fired off regularly. There was a lot of hot bubbling mud and water around too. All Geysers are named after this Geyser, an Icelandic name apparently, I didn’t know that. You could hear the water boiling and rumbling underneath the ground. It shook the ground and the water rose and fell in the 8 meter wide pool with what looked like a 1 meter whole in the centre. Then you would see the water lift in the centre and whoosh!!! Anyway, about an hour here before moving on. You can only wait and watch it go whoosh, so many times before thinking “Ok, seen that!” I’d go back though given more time. On to Gullfoss waterfall, quite a trek but quite impressive. Big whooshy waterfall. The biggest in Iceland and very impressive actually, but by now it was 2.am and I was quite blarzay about a big waterfall, ten minutes of watching water falling was enough. The tectonic plate place was deemed too far so I headed the POS back towards Reykjavik. Back by 4am, I dropped off Urana who had been pleasant company on this little adventure. She was residing at her home stay place, seemingly you can offer your home for people to stay and go and stay at people’s homes, and I returned to the airport to check emails, the weather and then onto the carpark for sleep. Thought for the day: Got a lot in today. That’s living. But this isn’t helping with my long term fatigue issues.

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