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We went to three geothermal pools - two city pools (~$25usd for all three of us) and one lagoon ($55 USD/adult). They were a godsend after a long day and our daughter could have stayed all day (especially at the city pools). No phones allowed at city pools so these are stock photos of our first (small town of Borg) and last pool (in Reykjavik)...
And then Geosea in North Iceland - a spa like lagoon but half the price of Blue or Sky, with an infinity edge on the ocean to whale watch
And some stock photos for perspective
Husband made a great observation about the public bathing culture in Iceland - we have no corollary in the United States for public group relaxation. We do these things privately (home pools and hot tubs) at an expensive premium (resorts, country clubs).
Campervan life
I may be the planner and the driver, but my husband is pick up after guy, so I'm sitting on the couch with coffee, catching up on the Tour de France while he does laundry and puts everything away.
To be honest, adjusting to nighttime is more difficult than the midnight sun. It was so impossibly dark on our drive home from the airport last night (arrived at 10pm, got rental car at 11pm, 3 hour drive home).
This was 9:30 pm last week in Eastern Iceland. Husband would put daughter to sleep and then go for midnight sun hikes around the campsite. He was about to head up that mountain on the left.
In a lot of the Iceland travel forums I'm following people are flummoxed by the smaller size of carryons and personal items on European flights and, don't get me wrong, I wouldn't want to be a carryon girlie and get to the airport only to find out I had to pay to check a bag I had carefully edited down from a check bag, but... IcelandAir is very clear about this policy - it's there when you buy the ticket, in the reminder emails, and in the app.
And on top of that everyone wants a LINK to the bag that complies and literally gets mad if you tell them the dimensions. Sir, I don't know what kind of bag you want - roller? backpack? duffel? hardshell? do you want charging banks? TSA approved locks? favorite color?
Between the World Cup and the Olympics, Trump really knows how to ruin everything, huh?
At least my experiment trying to beat jetlag by timeshifting means I can watch the Tour at 4am
This is the allowable carryon (21.6"x 15.7"x 7.8") and personal item (11.8"xt15.7"x5.9") sizes for IcelandAir.
Me, four days before leaving:
Husband, heads out to REI because he realizes he needs new hiking boots and pants.
Humid 5:30 am walk around the pond, getting dive bombed by red wing blackbirds...
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She's on track to arrive today or tomorrow!
Surviving the heat and not being invited to the wedding by breaking out the kiddie pool and blaring Taylor Swift...
I saw that quiz about surname meanings, so I looked mine up on Wikipedia and two of the top origins (and geographically suitable for my heritage) are related to my husband's first name and our daughter's first name. Guess I was always meant to keep my name!
I was secretly rooting for Bosnia because my brother was a NATO peacekeeper there for two tours, so unlike that Los Angeles reporter, I do, in fact, know where it is.