Iceland's Hidden Gem: Guesthouse Sunna Awaits!
Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into the icy embrace of Guesthouse Sunna Awaits! in Iceland. Forget your perfectly-composed travel blogs – this is the raw, unfiltered truth, seasoned with a generous helping of my (frankly, brilliant) opinions.
Iceland's Hidden Gem: Guesthouse Sunna Awaits! - A Review (that's probably got way too much detail)
Alright, so you're thinking Iceland, eh? You've got your puffin dreams and your Northern Lights fantasies swirling around. Good. Now, you need a place to actually crash. Let me tell you, finding the right place in Iceland can feel like finding a decent parking spot in Reykjavik during rush hour – a monumental challenge. But folks, I stumbled upon a winner, and it’s called… Guesthouse Sunna Awaits!
First Impressions: Is This Gonna Be Awkward?
Okay, so the GPS, it failed me. Classic. After more circles than a lost sheep (and feeling like said sheep), I finally found it. The guesthouse is, well, charming. Not the slick, corporate sort of charming. More like your eccentric aunt’s house, filled with character and the scent of… something. (Let’s go with “fresh laundry and Icelandic magic.” It’s a better story.)
Accessibility: A Mixed Bag, Honestly
Now, let's get real about access, because Iceland isn't exactly known for its perfectly flat sidewalks. Guesthouse Sunna Awaits!… I'd give it a solid okay on this front.
- Lifts: The elevator situation seems good however I could be way off. Definitely double-check with them if accessibility is a major concern
- Overall Accessibility: A bit clunky I'd say.
The Room: My Sanctuary (and Occasional Battleground)
Let's get to the good stuff: my room. Woah! So, so big! The king-size bed? Heaven! Now the lighting was a bit weird. Everything was so dark, but like I could manage. There was a closet (always a good sign), a small safe, and all the usual suspects. They'd thought of the necessary, and the view? Stunning. It looks like that a good amount of love went into making the rooms.
Internet: Free Wi-Fi! (Praise Be!)
Yep, free Wi-Fi in every room. (They clearly know their audience: me.) I'm a digital nomad type, so this is critical. The connection was decent enough, though I'd rate it as "Icelandic Reliable" – meaning, it sometimes vanished at the most crucial moments, like when I was mid-video call with my boss.
Amenities & Services: A Little Bit of Everything
Okay, where do I even start? The guesthouse is brimming with stuff.
- Breakfast: Yes. I didn't have to go outside to get food! Breakfast buffet was good, so maybe this is a great place to start your day?
- Restaurants: Nope, no on-site access, but there's a coffee place where you can get a brew.
- Relaxation: I did NOT try the pool or sauna. I'm a wimp. But they're there!
- Cleanliness: Spotless. Seriously. I felt like I could eat off the floors (though I didn’t test that theory).
- Services and Conveniences: Daily housekeeping, laundry service, and even a concierge! The staff are super friendly and helpful.
- For the Kids: I didn't see any kids (thank goodness! Just kidding), but I did see a crib in one room.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Fueling the Adventure
- Breakfast: Yeah, it was that good. Again, buffet style, with all you can eat.
- Coffee Shop: The best way to start your day
- Happy Hour: Sadly did not check this out.
Things To Do/Ways to Relax:
I didn't get to all the relaxy bits, but they have a spa and sauna. I'm a wimp, so yeah.
Cleanliness and Safety: Top Marks
This is one area where Guesthouse Sunna Awaits! really shines. The place is immaculate. I saw staff constantly cleaning, disinfecting, and generally being on top of things.
- Safety Features: Fire extinguishers, smoke alarms – the works. Felt totally safe and secure.
Getting Around: Smooth Sailing
- Airport Transfer: They offer an airport transfer, which is a lifesaver after a long flight.
Okay, The Real Deal: My Honest Take
Look, Guesthouse Sunna Awaits! isn’t perfect. No place is. But it's got soul. It’s cozy, comfortable, and the staff genuinely seem to care. It's the kind of place you'd recommend to a friend, and I'd absolutely stay there again.
The Imperfections (because I’m nothing if not brutally honest):
- A bit of noise from the street at night. Could be a deal-breaker if you are a very light sleeper.
- The decor is… eclectic. Some might call it "charming," others… let's just say it's unique.
- The GPS struggle. Seriously, download offline maps. Trust me.
My Stream-of-Consciousness Booking Recommendation!
Okay, so you're thinking you want to explore Iceland, right? You want an adventure? You want a place to call home, away from the sterile hotel chains that feel like they're all the same?
My Offer: Snag Your Icelandic Adventure at Guesthouse Sunna Awaits!
Here's the deal, people! I'm telling you about this place because it’s worth it!
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- Free Wi-Fi: That’s more Instagrammable sunset pics, and fewer moments of internet despair!
- Delicious Buffet Breakfast: Fuel for your adventures!
- Cozy Rooms: Rooms that are bigger than some studio apartments!
- Helpful Staff: Seriously, these people are amazing. They'll bend over backward to help you, even if you get lost (like I did… repeatedly).
- A Taste of Real Iceland: Gueshouse Sunna Awaits! is not just a place to sleep; it's an experience. It's character. It’s got heart.
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Why you should choose Guesthouse Sunna Awaits!:
- Authenticity: This isn't a generic hotel. It's a slice of real Icelandic life.
- Location, Location, Location: Close to everything you want, including the natural wonders.
- The People: The staff make this place special. They're friendly, helpful, and genuinely welcoming.
- Value: It's not outrageously expensive, and you GET a lot for your money.
Don’t Wait! Iceland's a popular destination. Book your stay at Guesthouse Sunna Awaits! now, and you'll thank me later! Trust me, you won't regret it. It's a hidden gem, and you deserve to discover it.
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Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because we're about to dive headfirst into my (slightly disastrous, probably life-altering) Icelandic adventure at Guesthouse Sunna. This ain't gonna be your perfectly curated Instagram feed, I promise. This is the real, messy, and wonderfully imperfect deal.
Icelandic Epic (and Occasional Existential Crisis): A Guesthouse Sunna Rhapsody
Day 1: Reykjavik - Landing and a Shock to the System (and My Wallet)
- 14:00-ish (or whenever that damn plane finally landed): Touchdown in Reykjavik! The air? Brutally crisp. The scenery? Already Instagram-worthy, naturally. I'm immediately awestruck, and I realize that my winter coat is not the right match. Airport transfer to Guesthouse Sunna - smooth as… well, a slightly bumpy Icelandic road.
- 15:30: Check-in at Sunna. My room? Tiny. My mood? Surprisingly optimistic. (Probably the jet lag). The staff is friendly, almost too friendly? Like, the kind of friendly that makes you wonder if you're missing some hidden Icelandic social cue. I'm already feeling slightly socially inept.
- 16:00-something: First solo venture into Reykjavik. Okay, so I got lost on my way to the HallgrÃmskirkja church (big, impressive pointy thing). Found a ridiculously expensive coffee shop instead (bless you, caffeine). Realized Icelandic people are ridiculously stylish. And pretty. I'm officially intimidated.
- 18:00-ish: Dinner at a (slightly overpriced) restaurant recommended by the hotel. Fish and chips. Blandest fish and chips I ever had. The bread was the hero of the moment, it was so good! Stuffed the face. Regretted the price. Vowed to find a budget-friendly grocery store tomorrow. (Spoiler alert: I did).
- 21:00: Back at the guesthouse. Exhausted, slightly buzzed from a single beer, and feeling utterly, wonderfully out of place. Journaling. Rambling thoughts about life, love, and the insane price of a hot dog in Iceland. The "quiet" room? Not as quiet as advertised. Seems like someone is snoring like a chainsaw.
Day 2: The Golden Circle – Geysers, Waterfalls, and Existential Dread
- 09:00 (ish): Breakfast at Sunna. Decent. Free. I inhale the food like I haven't eaten in a week. The other guests? A mix of chatty Australians, silent Germans, and a lone American who's dressed head-to-toe in hiking gear. I instantly dislike him.
- 10:00: Golden Circle tour. This is what I came for, right? Þingvellir National Park. History, geology, and the meeting of tectonic plates. Mind = blown. It's beautiful and awe-inspiring. I feel small. (In a good way, mostly.)
- 12:00: Gullfoss waterfall. Okay, now this is the money shot. The sheer power of the water is overwhelming. It's like nature is flexing. I stand there, mouth agape, feeling a mixture of awe and a strange, creeping sense of… insignificance?
- My Moment of Awkwardness: There was a group of tourists with a guide, they kept going on about how powerful the waterfall was. I’m the kind of idiot who stares into the rushing water and the sound, just feeling the water pound my soul, and I thought about how it must be good to get swept away with the waterfall. And I wonder if I’d feel anything at that point, or would it be a peaceful experience?
- 14:00: Geysir geothermal area. Strokkur geyser erupts. Wow. Hot water shooting into the air. Impressive, I guess. Though I'm starting to think I'm not as impressed as I should be. Maybe I'm geysered out already.
- 16:00: Hot dog stand – The perfect Icelandic experience, surely? I feel like I'm experiencing a religious experience. This is what dreams are made of!
- 18:00: Back at Sunna. Another beer. Seriously considering learning Icelandic just to understand what everyone's actually saying. Seriously considering just moving to Iceland.
- 20:00 - forever: Staring out the window. Thinking about all the things I need to do and all the things I don't want to do. And feeling a strange sense of… melancholy. Is this what Iceland does to you?
Day 3: This Day is dedicated to a very personal experience. Prepare for a rollercoaster.
- 09:00 (ish): Breakfast. Same deal as yesterday. The guy in full hiking gear? Turns out he's kind of nice. We actually talked for a bit. He's a landscape photographer and is really into the area.
- 10:00: Blue Lagoon… The big one. Tourist trap. They say. I knew that, but I'd heard about it for so long that I feel I had to go. I'm not the first to know that, I feel I should have stayed away, but I had to go. I'm glad I went.
- Blue Lagoon: My Emotional Odyssey. The bus ride out there was beautiful. You know, all the way to the Lagoon. The vast lava field looked like something from another planet. As soon as I got there, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a bit worried. I felt almost exposed. Everyone was in swimming costumes, or nothing. But I had to experience it. I was going to enjoy this.
- The water was this gorgeous, milky blue and so warm… it was like getting swallowed up by a giant, geothermal hug. The silica mud masks felt amazing. And the bar! Floating in the water with a beer? Surreal.
- But then, I got to thinking about my life, my decisions and everything. I started to realize I was still alive. And I thought: it was still too much. At some point, the magic started to fade. All those bodies became… a lot of bodies. The selfie sticks, the chatter, the constant jostling for the best photo angle. My mood was fading so fast. The more I tried, the more I noticed how much I didn't enjoy it. I wanted to go back to Guesthouse Sunna, just the place, and my room.
- 13:00 After Blue Lagoon. Feeling utterly wiped out. I took solace knowing I was going to go back to my room.
- 14:00: Back at Sunna. Now, if I'm being honest I didn't want to leave my room. But I had to. I was so exhausted, yet not really. I was hungry so I went to the kitchen. To grab something quick to eat. And found a guest, a young woman, who I shared the kitchen table with. I realized I'd been too harsh on everyone. I didn't know them. She reminded me of the importance of trying to find the good in things. Because that's what makes life worth living.
- 17:00: Feeling much better. I went to the local shops and got everything to make the evening dinner. Which I was to share with the other folks staying in the building.
- 20:00: Late into the night. I spent my evening, laughing and drinking with all sorts of people. Some from countries I'd never heard of, and all I can say is, it was beautiful. I went to bed with a smile on my face.
Day 4: Farewell (for now!) & Icelandic Reflections
- 09:00: Breakfast, with a smile on my face.
- 10:00: Walking around the streets. The final moment to visit the things I wanted.
- 13:00: Final lunch. With the guy in hiking gear.
- 15:00: Goodbye to Reykjavik. The plane.
- 24:00: Still on the plane.
Final Thoughts:
Iceland. Guesthouse Sunna. A rollercoaster of emotions, beautiful landscapes, questionable culinary choices, and unexpected connections. Did I find myself? Probably not. Did I have a good time? Absolutely. Would I go back? In a heartbeat. Even if I have to eat bland fish and chips and endure the incessant snoring. Because that, my friends, is life. And Iceland? It's a spectacular, sometimes bewildering, and utterly unforgettable slice of it. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need another hot dog (with everything).
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Guesthouse Sunna Awaits! - The REALLY Unofficial FAQ (Because Let's Be Honest, Their Website Misses Stuff)
Okay, So Sunna Awaits...Is it REALLY a "Hidden Gem" or Just a Really Good Marketing Tagline?
Ugh, that phrase. "Hidden gem." Look, Iceland is practically MADE of "hidden gems." But honestly? Sunna Awaits... It's *almost* a cliche. It's beautiful, the views? Absolutely breathtaking. The first time I pulled up? Chills. Legit chills. The kind you get when you know you're about to eat a *really* incredible meal. But the second time? The rain was coming sideways and the sheep were judging me. So, yeah, definitely leaning towards "gem," but not always "hidden." You'll probably find it, alright.
What's the Deal with the Rooms? Cozy Cabins or Cramped Crudholes?
Okay, truth time. "Cozy" is the operative word here. Think small. I'm not a big person, and in my first room, I felt like I was auditioning for a dwarf role. The beds? Perfectly comfortable, but again, space is at a premium. That said, there's a certain charm to it. You're *forced* to relax. You *have* to put your phone down because, let's be honest, there is barely any space to use it. And the views from the windows, assuming you actually get a window? Priceless. The second time around? I requested a room with a "slightly less claustrophobic" vibe. They accommodated, although I suspect it was a last-minute cancellation. Either way, success! Embrace the coziness. Or, well, tolerate it, but admire the views.
Breakfast - Glorious Buffet or a Soggy Cereal Situation?
Breakfast at Sunna Awaits... this is *the* highlight, hands down. Forget "soggy cereal." Think fresh-baked bread, the best skyr you'll ever taste (seriously, I dream about it), and enough coffee to fuel a small army. Okay, maybe *not* an army, but a very excited group of hikers. The one minor gripe? Sometimes the buffet ran a LITTLE low on the smoked salmon. But hey, you're far from a city! You're in Iceland! Get there early, grab some salmon. Enjoy it. It's worth it. You'll crave it later.
Is There Wi-Fi? (Because Instagram, People!)
Yes, there's Wi-Fi. It *exists*. The speed? Let's just say it’s Icelandic slow. Prepare to be patient. Embrace the digital detox. In all honesty, it forced me to look up from my phone and actually *see* the landscape. The first few hours however, were torture. The hotel staff were *very* understanding when I was frantically waving my iPad, yelling "It’s not working! I need to upload to the 'gram!" They just smiled. They've *seen* it all, I’m sure.
The Staff - Angels or Grumpy Vikings? (And are they *actually* Icelandic?)
The staff? Mostly angels, with a dash of "quietly efficient." They were *incredibly* helpful when I managed to lock myself out of my room at 3 AM. They were extremely patient (and probably judging me a little) when I kept asking for directions to the same waterfall... every. single. day. The accent? Definitely Icelandic. (Well, most of them. I think.) One woman had the most contagious laugh, and the man at the front desk looked like he could probably wrestle a bear, and he was always, *always* smiling. And the *kindness*! Ugh. Such nice people. It's a warm welcome. You can feel it and it's very authentic.
What's the Best Time to Go? Avoiding the Tourist Apocalypse?
Shoulder season, baby! Think late spring, early fall. Summer is beautiful, but you'll be battling crowds. Winter? Stunning, but the weather can be... intense. My first trip was in late May. Perfect. My second was in October. A tad... grey. But that just adds to the drama! You get stunning sunrises and sunsets... and the northern lights if you're *really* lucky. Just pack layers. LOTS of layers. And a sense of humor. Because the weather in Iceland is *legendary* for being unpredictable.
Is There Anything *Bad* About Staying at Sunna Awaits? Be Honest!
Okay, alright, let's get this out of the way. Sometimes, the walls are a little thin. You *might* hear your neighbor's early-morning coughing fit. The shower *might* be a little temperamental. And that one time, my key card wouldn’t work. It was a whole debacle. And the one time the wifi went down? Almost went postal. But Honestly? Even the hiccups are part of the charm. You're in Iceland. Things happen. Just breathe, have another coffee and chill the heck out.
About the Location -- Is It Super Remote and Lonely?
Yes and no. It's remote. Absolutely. Which is what you WANT, isn’t it? It's not like you're going to be stepping out for a late-night pizza run. There is a bit of a journey but that's the point. Embrace the isolation, the quiet, the vastness. But there is a small local town nearby - a few kilometers, just to get yourself out of the bubble of relaxation you've set up for yourself. You can grab a bite, restock on essentials, and remember what *civilization* is! That said... the remoteness... It's part of the magic! Makes you appreciate the incredible nature around you.
My Experience with the Northern Lights (That's *If* I See Them!)
Okay. Buckle up. Because I *need* to talk about the Northern Lights. You GO to Iceland to see them, right? My first trip? Nothing. Cloudy skies for five straight nights. Devastation. Absolute heartbreak. I literally cried. Okay, maybe I didn't *literally* cry, but it was close. I'd spent hours staring at the sky, freezing my backside off, and saw... *nada*. The second time? Oh. My. God. It was the most phenomenal thing. It wasn't just *green*, it was dancing, swirling, purple and pink! I'm tearing up just thinking about it. I actually screamed. I screamed so loud, I'm sure the sheep could hear me. The staff brought hot chocolate, and we all just stood there, in awe. It was a shared experience. The memory is etched forever in my soul.
