A fleeting memory: Hallgrimskirkja
Did I actually leave the country? Or was that just a dream. Only a pile of sweaters from earlier this morning convinces me that I went to Iceland the first week of May. This email has been in my drafts for almost two weeks.
According to our CityGuide, we were supposed to head straight to this Lutheran Church and take in the panoramic views of Reykjavik. It stands at the peak of the city and Leif Ericcson, the first son of Iceland, is facing the sea.
These are the church doors, which were closed. We figured out that most everything closes at 4 on Saturday and remains closed on Sunday. Of course, the church is open tomorrow. But we plan to head to the Blue Lagoon since we keep missing the opportunity to shop.
We have been told that the Blue Lagoon is like a church. The store keeper that sells their bath salts in the city told Henry: “You will take it with you in your heart, soul and mind.” she also told him, “Take your time and do all of the muds.”