Swimming in a Snowstorm-Blue Lagoon

We shared a pizza for lunch at the N1 station in Borgarnes and started back south as an intense, but short, snowstorm hit. We went back through the six-kilometer tunnel, southward this time, on our way past Reykjavik to the Blue Lagoon. Both Glenda and I had some initial glitches with the computerized bracelets. Apparently, the attendant failed to register ours properly. Soon we got them working and entered the pool. While we were swimming in its pool, a snowstorm started. Swimming in hot water in the middle of a snowstorm outside is among the strangest things I have ever done. Completely comfortable in the water, my ears and face were still uncomfortably cold. We returned to the Hotel Center Plaza around 5:30 pm. Check-in and parking were much easier this time, since we had done it all before a week ago. For supper Glenda had a traditional pylsa hot dog from the little hot dog stand in the plaza. I was still not hungry after the big pizza I had in Borgarnes for lunch. We were assigned a room that was larger than the one we had occupied a week before. We prepared our luggage for the trip home tomorrow. I will be reluctant to hand in the keys of the Toyota RAV 4. She has been a great little horse. We just got the ironic news that Asheboro is expecting a winter storm tomorrow. We might be delayed in arriving at home. Yet, we are not worried. One thing we have learned in Iceland is that everything is dependent on the weather, and we can adjust.Leggi altro