And now, near the end of the day, after freezing our buns off wherever we went, Anton comes up with the bright idea that we should all go swimming.  Outdoors.  Really.

This must be the place: Myvatn Nature Baths.  Well, it is a lovely day for stripping down to swimsuits and jumping in the pool, don't you think?

The water supplies for the lagoon run straight from the National Power Company's bore hole in Bjarnarflag. The water has a temperature of about 130°C (266°F) when it arrives in the huge basin beside the lagoon itself, forming an impressive, man-made hot spring. Altogether, the lagoon and the basin contain around 3.5 million litres (925 thousand gallons) of water with a temperature of 36 – 40°C (96.8 - 104°F).

Should we do it? 

Well of course.

And seriously, once you make a mad swimsuited dash from the dressing rooms to the pool, the water feels great!

See?  Cindy's happy.

Every part of Bill from his chin down is happy.

Tammy seems unsure about this.

Patty's doing OK.  Bill's glasses keep fogging up.

I mean, it's nice and all, but what are we doing here?

There's ice in Patty's hair! 

Cindy has kept most of her hair dry.

Billy and Cindy.  Who'd have thought they'd end up as Popsicles?

Are we having fun?

It's getting late.  Everybody has made a mad cold dash back inside.

Cindy's hair has thawed out.

Charlie can't believe he did it.

Marilyn conquered the waters of the frozen north.

Greg survived too.

Tammy seems none the worse for the experience.

Bill's still smiling.

The gang's all here in the pool's Kvika Restaurant, even Cindy who took the picture.

This is how Bill spent the ride back to Akureyri.  Poor thing was pooped.