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The Iceland saga continues with the incredible Snaefellsnes peninsula, which is appropriately coined “Iceland in Miniature” as it is home to many national sights. After driving through fog, rain and the ever present lava fields, we finally arrived in Stykkisholmur, a lovely port town boasting fresh fish at nearly ever restaurant. After gawking at the adorable homes and boats lining the dock, we made our way up to the fiery orange lighthouse, perched atop a tall island composed of basalt columns.

The view from the top was splendid. Everywhere I turned, my eyes feasted on the tiny islands dotting the water, wondering what its like to be on the farthest one, with nothing but water surrounding for miles.

The daredevil inside pushed me to explore the edge of the cliff. I was the only one there. The butterflies I felt while looking down into the water was exhilarating. All I needed was a book  (and a longer vacation) and I would have stayed there all day.

As Mary Kate and Ashley used to say, so much to do but so little time. Kirkjufell mountain was next on our stop along Snaefellsnes. The name means Church mountain in Icelandic. Its sharp, pointy peak does resemble the holy institution.  We were blessed with sun and bright blue sky. Can I get an amen?!

The mountain is right near a lovely waterfall, named Kirkjufellsfoss naturally, because is it really an Iceland attraction without a waterfall somewhere?! No, it is not.

There is so much beauty in this area, I didn’t know where to look! We met a few professional travel photographers capturing this magical scene.

We encountered adorable Iceland horses grazing nearby. My mom attempted to feed one. As she was reaching over the fence, her arm rested on the white wire which happened to be electric. The shock went through her arm and transferred to the horse. They both jumped so high, the horse ran off,  and will never trust anyone in a red coat. I was laughing so hard.

 

 

Leaving the waterfall, I wondered what lies ahead. About 10 minutes drive to Djupalonssandur Black Beach, we came across the most beautiful scenic lookout.

The sheer beauty of this scene was mind-blowing. It was so quiet. Below the cliff, I could see a deserted beach area, with no sign of life. As I sat, ingraining this image in my head and watching the soft lull of the waves, I knew I would return to this country. There is still so much left to uncover.

No visit to Iceland is complete without a visit to the famous Blue Lagoon. Yes, it is a tourist trap, but it is extremely relaxing and really fun. Even  though there were many people, the space didn’t feel crowded. I got the comfort ticket which included a towel, algae mask and a drink. Every ticket level includes entry and unlimited use of the silica mud mask, which I indulged in a few times.

It was raining when we were there, but that didn’t put a damper on the experience. Soaking in the warm water loosened up our muscles and completely relaxed us as we mentally prepared to leave this wonderful country the next day.

I recommend doing this activity last instead of right when you land as most people do. It is the perfect way to unwind and take in the last of Iceland’s wonders before you leave.

Stay tuned for my next blog post which will be all about Reykjavik!

XO,

Sarah