Hearing the words, “Let me show you to the spa — your bags are already there,” was a far cry from the usual regrettable reminder that I’d arrived too early for hotel check-in.
I’d just pulled up to the grand entrance of The Retreat at Blue Lagoon, the luxury resort on the edge of Iceland’s world-famous Blue Lagoon, a picturesque geothermal spa. The brisk Icelandic air in September flushed through my nostrils, but fresh off an early morning flight, my lethargic body was longing for more rest and relaxation. Watching guests drift leisurely across the lobby in bathrobes and spa slippers, faces loose and carefree, only made me more eager to shrug off the flight.






