As we flew over the Atlantic the surface was covered in ice blocks. A pretty cool sight! When we landed at Keflavik airport, just outside Reykjavik, the sun was shining and it was a beautiful day.
Cold nonetheless. As the wind blew, my hoodie and summer jacket combination – a substitute to the winter jacket I don’t own – did only a fair job.
Keflavik & The Bridge Between Continents
We met up with the car rental company, inspected what would be our car for the coming six days, and drove off. Our first stop was the town of Keflavik. A cosy harbor village. Not much to see, but a great first impression of Iceland as the ocean waves were tall and the snowcovered mountain tops at the other side of the cove were beautiful.
Next up was ”the bridge between continents”, a good stop if you have any hour to kill before your flight, according to Tripadvisor reviews. We reversed it and made it our first main sight. In the middle of nowhere, in a vast lava field, there’s a small walking bridge. It leaps over a cleft, effectively linking the Eurasian and North American tectonic plates. Apparently the two plates are slowly drifting apart.
We broke into the Blue Lagoon
Possibly Icelands most famous landmark, and another sight in the Keflavik area, is the Blue Lagoon. Of course we had to make a stop here, but we had no plans to enter. Instead, we wanted to just look around a bit and then do the ”Blue Lagoon of the North” at a later stage of our holiday.
As we walked along a path outside the actual lagoon, with amazing blue water surrounded by the lava fields, we spotted a souvenir shop inside the complex. There was a door, and inside a small rope separating the que to the lagoon from the shop itself. We just wanted to have a look, not to actually enter the lagoon, so we passed through and started shopping.
But when it was time to leave, we couldn’t figure out where to go, and by simply exiting the store we found ourselves on the wrong side of the lagoon entrance. We’d entered without paying! The more we looked for the door out, the deeper into the complex we got. So we decided to use the restrooms and take some photos.
Once done, we realized how to get out and as we laughed and rushed back to the car, we could tick one major sight off our mental list.
The Blue Lagoon is actually not the natural spa that most tourists believe it to be. Depending on how you see it, it’s more like a natural bi-product of something. To continue, see if you can answer this question correctly:
What’s the true story behind the Blue Lagoon?