Yesterday was one of those days where you really stop and think to yourself: “Self – you made some fantastic decisions in life that helped you get to this moment. Keep that shit up!”
As I mentioned yesterday, I’m still trying to wrap my head around the fact that I spent a day in Iceland. A country that not too long ago, wasn’t even registering as a blip on my radar. Now, I can’t wait to go back next Saturday on my way back from Paris.
The Blue Lagoon experience is surely to thank, because what an experience!
From the awesome team at Reykjavik Excursions (your shuttle team is amazing) to the staff at the Blue Lagoon. This must-stop in Iceland is a class act. Because I like to spend money when it counts, I splurged on the Comfort Package which included a terry-cloth bathrobe, a sampler package of some of the Blue Lagoon spa line (the moisturizer is an awesome travel size that I will use for the rest of the trip), one complimentary drink (of the alcohol or fancy smoothie variety) and your algae face mask.
And then of course, access to this slice of hot thermal heaven.
From the steam baths to the swim up bar – one could easily spend a day here if you wanted to get your spa and drink on. In fact, I’m planning to hopefully book a massage on my way back after a week of walking all over Paris and climbing to the top of the Notre Dame Cathedral.
And not only are the lagoons absolutely impressive, the landscape on Iceland alone is as though you’ve left earth and landed on a foreign planet. The greenery mixed with volcanic rock is unlike anything I’ve seen elsewhere – not even in Hawaii.
Never stop being sexy.
Of course, after a day at the Blue Lagoon living the life – it was back to the Keflavik Airport to grab one more Kaffitar kaffe latte before it was time to jet set off to Paris.
I may have cried boarding the plane – Audrey Hepburn style no less.
I do love a good outdoor boarding
And after a wonderful 3 hour flight on IcelandAir (again, my love for these guys is off the charts) a small bottle of champagne (obviously) and a re-read of my favorite books set in Paris – Sweet Filthy Boy (I rave about it and it’s perfect french man here)…
The sun went down and the moon rose and at first sight of the city of lights, I went from excited to speechless. The sight of the Eiffel Tower just outside my window twinkling its welcome? Right up there as one of the best moments of my life.
Which is why on that note, it’s time for me to hit publish on this post and set out for my first day in Paris.
First on the list? Seeing that majestic Parisian staple up close.
With Love from Paris!
x C x