We woke up on the last day of Reykjavik and ran our first errand in a foreign country. We walked down the length of the shopping street to drop off post cards we had written into the mailbox at one of Reykjavik's few post offices. It was also a nice time to say adieu to the brightly colored houses and impressive splashes of street art.
We then headed down to the bus station with our luggage, each regretting bringing a suitcase on the trip after the first five minutes of trampling over uneven streets. After arriving at the station and waiting just momentarily, we boarded the bus to the Blue Lagoon.
No, just kidding. I'm finishing this tomorrow. Goodnight, for now!
Okay! I think I can garner enough energy to finish this post!
We went to the Blue Lagoon close to noon. The Blue Lagoon has special bacteria in the water that makes the liquid literally glow. It was a very high end resort and we enjoyed feeling incredibly wealthy. Unfortunately, they asked us our age and gave us bracelets that would not let us buy Vodka at the bar. Darn.
The dressing rooms were interesting, to say the least. Let's just say that Europeans are much less modest and much more comfortable with their bodies than Americans and leave it at that. *shudder
The walk into the Blue Lagoon was excruciatingly frigid, so we hurried into the heated opaque glowing waters. It was beautifully relaxing, and we had a wonderful time bathing in the lagoon. There was also this strange white substance that could be put on faces in order to make skin smooth. We all tried it and looked positively ridiculous. Other than that, we just waded around and discussed life, death, and the world around us. It was a nice end to our trip to Iceland.
We then took the bus to the airport, where we waited for three hours just to be checked in. Finally entering the area past the security gates, we scoured the small airport for food. Iceland is not known for its food, and this was proven in our search. Most of the few food services were closed, even though it was only 17:00, and the food we did have was a few days old. This may not seem like such a big deal, but our stomachs were rumbling and desired some delicious food.
The flight itself was fine. We landed in the airport close to 23:00 and began our search for a taxi. We were a bit confused by the way the system operated, but finally made it into a vehicle.
Our taxi driver was . . . interesting. First of all, he had a heavy accent and it was rather difficult to understand what he was trying to say. Secondly, he talked a lot. He told us about his family and how he was trying to provide for them. He asked us a few questions, and we all responded in unison. We began to craft a back story about visiting family in London. He continually offered us a drive into the city of London, and we had to refuse awkwardly each and every time. Finally, we arrived at the hotel and attempted to figure out the monetary system. It was a relief watching him drive way, if only because we weren't sure how many more details we could make up or questions we could answer.
We then checked into the hotel and collapsed into our beds. I attempted to blog, but clearly that didn't pan out. I needed sleep, and I made sure to get some.
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