Inserted 12/03/17:
Since the food wasn’t great and we couldn’t go to the tents one more day, it was time to fly to Iceland. Once we finally got a taxi (the first Uber that showed up to was the smallest 4 door car I’ve ever seen which wasn’t going to work for the 4 of us and our luggage), we were off to the airport. Watching the meter tick away, we had a few moments of panic about not having enough Euros on hand to pay our driver (especially since he didn’t ask which airline we were using until after he took us to the wrong terminal), but Dad found an extra bill in his pocket and we had just enough.
Once we located our airline (finally) and went through security, we realized we were hungry there was only one place to get something to eat. Dad and I got in line at the deli counter while Chris and Carl watched our bags and we got food over 30 minutes later (this is where I learned that my need to not be hungry trumps my lack of patience). Although the man working the counter was very helpful and friendly, he would chat with every person who ordered not to mention that two people in front of us ordered enough food to feed 10 people and would order each item one at a time. By the time we were handed our food, it was time to board the plane.
Once on board, we each had a few bites of sandwich and soft pretzel. By the time we landed in Iceland several hours later, Carl was curled up in his seat saying he didn’t feel well and the food poisoning episode began. Although Carl was the only one who got sick, it took him down pretty hard and, as a result, if you ask him about Iceland, he’s not a fan (even though the food came from Germany, it wiped out his entire Iceland experience).
We had already purchased tickets for the Blue Lagoon (natural hot springs) that night which were non-refundable so Carl insisted that we go even though he wasn’t going to make it. I was really torn because I wanted to help him, but he insisted so we took him to the airbnb and I got him settled on the couch with water, blankets, and a garbage can before we headed out.
With Carl all settled in, Dad, Chris, and I headed to the Blue Lagoon. It is super commercialized now so when you’re standing in line with a thousand other people even though you bought a ticket to be let in at a specific time, it doesn’t seem as exciting, but once you’re in it’s pretty cool. The spring is big so you don’t feel like there’s people everywhere. Once in the water, we got a drink and headed for the silica mud mask area where you have free access to put mud all over your face that’s supposed to be good for your skin. Regardless of the health benefits, it’s worth it for the laughs.
As our time at the lagoon wrapped up, we headed back to Carl who was luckily still alive and were in for the night.