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Of all the sights in Iceland, the Blue Lagoon was the place I was most excited about visiting. Pictures of the geothermal spa have adorned my school folders and university walls for so many years, it almost felt like a second home to me! We snapped up tickets with Reykjavik Excursions for the princely sum of 9800ISK (just a smidge over £50). This included a hotel pick up, the coach over to the Lagoon, as well as the entry fee. Not bad going at all!

Midway between the airport and the Reykjavik centre, it’s actually best to visit on the days you arrive or depart – which is something for us to bear in mind when we (hopefully!) return. The Lagoon itself is a hub of civilization in the middle of nowhere, so the sheer excitement when the coach drew up outside was palpable. After a 45-minute drive through the baron Icelandic landscape with wisps of steam teasing us from afar, we were all itching to get off the coach and into the spa.  After a reasonable wait in the queue, we decided to upgrade our entry tickets to the ‘Comfort’ package, which included a hired dressing gown, a free drink at the lagoon’s bar and a mud pack for our faces. 


Stepping out of the dressing rooms and into the crisp June air, the otherworldly pool sizzled invitingly in front of us and we didn’t hesitate in throwing ourselves in as quick as possible after reserving a peg for our dressing gowns. I’m not the best person with warm temperatures, but the lagoon was just like a huge bath – albeit with a few hundred other people and a creepy German man who offered to give me a ‘free’ massage.
 
It’s not a place for swimming, but luckily there are various activities dotted around. As well as the bar which serves champagne, slushies and fruit drinks, there’s a steam room, a small waterfall and a lagoon ‘cave’ with a history of the lagoon blaring through the speakers. 
 
Despite the reported benefits of the spa my skin didn’t feel overly revitalised, but my hair did take a bit of a bashing, feeling like crumpled straw for the next few days. But really, this was just part of the adventure and I would take a thousand bad hair days for another Lagoon dip! If, however, you’re wanting to protect your mane, lather some conditioner through your hair before your dip, and try not to get your ‘do wet.
 
The whole experience was just completely out of this world. With rocks surrounding us in all directions, it felt like we were on a different planet. On our way out as we stocked up with souvenirs at the shop, I overheard an elderly American woman telling staff it was her twelfth visit to the Lagoon, and it’s not hard to see why. It’s a place I could visit again and again – you can’t fail to be captivated by its astounding beauty.
 
After a full afternoon lounging around, we caught our coach back to Reykjavik and wistfully waved goodbye to the Lagoon, both hoping to see it again soon. 

Have you been to the Blue Lagoon? What was your impression of it?