Relaxing start to the adventure
Trip Start Jun 23, 2012
20Trip End Jul 14, 2012
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Today was Shenae's turn at driving - her start was generally less confident but much safer than my first attempt, and soon we were on our way out of Reykjavik. Further out we entered that same rocky landscape from our arrival (we were headed back in the direction of the airport) but in the full light of the day it made an even more spectacular sight. On the way we passed an ocean-side golf course with carefully manicured fairways nestled between the black mossy volcanic rocks - on this course 'the rough' is quite literal, with a stray ball likely to pinball off among the uneven boulders and fall down a crevasse
We turned off the highway and stopped at a rest area, setting off to climb a stony 4x4 path. The hill we climbed was blanketed in purple wildflowers and far more luscious than the stony expanse we could see stretching out on the other side of the highway. We reached a point where it was obvious the coast was more than an hour's walk away (and very impractical on the slippery volcanic gravel in thongs) so we turned back and continued on our way. The huge plumes of steam billowing out from behind distant rocks spoke of a very large geothermal source, and a few turns brought the plant into full view - the Blue Lagoon spa operates off the used thermal water from the plant and the products that are sold there are manufactured from the muds, minerals and algae it brings with it. Passing the massive structure and a large number of bright blue pools, we came to the car park and got ready for a few hours of r &r.
Entry and a towel is €40, and you are given a waterproof blue wristband that gives you access to all the lockers and acts as your bank account if you choose to buy drinks from the in-spa bar
Our next destination was our accommodation in Grundarfjordur, located near the very famous Snæfellsnes National Park. Shortly after leaving the Blue Lagoon we stopped at a one-horse-town named Vogar and had lunch at tiny shack named 'Pizza and Grill' - though mock as I may, it was actually a rather delicious burger and chips
Our trip would take us through the many changing dramatic landscapes of Iceland - I won't bother wasting thousands of words to poorly describe them, just look at the photos - though the one consistent was the huge volcanic mountains dominating the views.
It is hard to gage the actual trip time of our journey as I was constantly pulling over to grab photos of the different panoramic and geological wonders, but eventually we arrived at The Old Post Office Guesthouse in the west and made ourselves comfortable, popping out briefly to grab a bite at a small local restaurant.