I am not a spontaneous person. When I try to be, shit like this happens. The shit I'm referring to is missing the Blue Lagoon in Iceland -- one of the major attractions in the entire country. We didn't miss it, per se. Technically we did SEE the lagoon. But we never got the chance to soak in the revitalizing minerals and otherworldly experience that is the Blue Lagoon.
Why? Because I was attempting to leave some room for exploring and spontaneity, so I didn't try to book the tickets to the lagoon until the night before. Guess what? The lagoon sells out. It sells out DAYS BEFORE you want to make a reservation. They only let 700 people bathe per day. And when they say they're sold out, they mean it. We foolishly assumed we could talk our way into a ticket, but by the time we got there, the line was almost at the parking lot. Meaning we couldn't even find a person to talk our way into the place.
FORTY-FIVE MINUTES LATER we finally arrived... at the door of the main building that held yet another line inside. It was at this point we realized that we wouldn't be bathing that day. Since we had to catch the bus to the airport only an hour after we reached the door, we didn't have many options. We settled on dining at their in-house restaurant, LAVA (it's built inside of a lava cliff). The award-winning restaurant was equipped with floor-to-ceiling windows probably meant for patrons to peacefully gaze out onto the lagoon. I, instead, stared down the bathers I felt stole our spots. They should have known better!
I tried to console myself with stupid rationalizations like: we'd smell like sulfur on the plane (the hot springs smelled like rotting eggs), our hair would be wet in 30-degree weather, and we'd have to carry wet swimsuits in our luggage for hours. But really, I was just sad. And angry. Angry that I wasn't the classic, neurotic planner that I know and hate. As bummed as I was, at least we did get to enjoy an excellent meal at LAVA (Mike's favorite of the trip), and I was still able to take a bunch of magical pictures.
I even went on a 10-minute hike around the front of the lagoon. I also had just enough time to hit up the gift shop for all the Blue Lagoon spa products, so if you have a birthday coming up, you know what you're getting. You can thank my poor planning for that.
Update: Last night I tried out the Lagoon's algae mask made from mud at the bottom of the lagoon. All I can say is… really dodged a bullet with that one! Turns out I'm 100% allergic to whatever magical minerals are in that pond (like full on needed my inhaler, couldn't breathe allergic.) I'm fine now, don't worry. But who knows what would have happened if I'd been able to go into the lagoon that day?! I guess Spontaneous Jen wins this time...