Now That's What I Call A Wormhole

 What you can't see is the 30 foot cliff my friend is 

walking down to get to the water

Look at the color of that water! This is about an hour outside of Reykjavik. We took a self-guided tour (it was the best thing ever. There was much furrowing of brows while checking maps and "Holy crap! Do you see that?!" was said at least 4 times.) According to legend, this is a big hole. And that's it. The Icelanders, they don't care for story telling too much. 

No, no, they're a bunch of party-loving Vikings, of course there is a tale. Apparently, a long time ago, a giant and I am assuming evil, worm burst forth from the Earth to do some stuff (the guidebook was brief) and this is the site of his entry. Really, it's a Big Hole with awesome water thanks to the heat of it and some crazy ass amoebas or some shit. Science is awesome! Zoom!  Onward, protozoan lovers!

Friend: Do you want to get out for a closer look?

Me: Yeah, I'm going to have to say 'no' here.

Here is an amazing and scary sight. This little hill was smoking and it's blood red! Again, Iceland's going all science on your ass. Around every turn you see things like this. Things you won't see pretty much anywhere else...it's like Dinosaur-Times World but with spas and great shopping. It's heaven pretty much. We drove past this little guy (who has no fanfare - no signs, no parking spaces with garbage cans. It's just normal scenery) on our way to the Blue Lagoon! Look at me going all (computer)science on you with my first ever link!

The spa was fantastic. It was pretty cold out so there was steam that formed a thick blanket on top of the weird glowy blue water. The water has this special amoeba (pfft, typical) that eats skin conditions. Mmm, symbiosis. It was also very windy and so the blanket would be yanked away every few minutes and you could see nothing but lava hills and blue sky. I stood in the center of it (the floor of it is smooth like highly polished marble in most spots but some parts have a fine grain of loose silica mud. Which is ridiculously expensive. In the water, they have little buckets of it all around for you to use at will, and boy did I ever. As I left, I went to buy a bottle and it was 60 bucks or maybe 48, I can't remember but it was a lot!) and just breathed in and took in the strange sun that always hangs at 10am time until it dips down. It smells like sulfur (as does all the water in Iceland) but honestly, you come to really like it. I miss my sulfury showers :(

And with that, Kiddos, good night. My pics are taking 15 minutes to load! Blast Off to Planet Bed! More Iceland pics to come soon. In the words of Skinner, "Up yours, children!"