Kateryna Melnychenko
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Jökulsárlón, the Glacier Lagoon, left me in awe. Ice here feels timeless, ancient and clear, like something pulled out of memory itself. Each iceberg holds a fragment of time, frozen in place, while sunlight slowly softens its edges until it vanishes without a trace. Unlike fire, which scars, ice fades quietly. There was something deeply moving in watching that slow disappearance, like witnessing beauty you cannot keep.
If you walk from the glacier lagoon to the ocean, you’ll reach the famous Diamond Beach. But it’s not quite like the pictures on Google. The beach is small, more like a narrow edge where the land meets the sea. The wind there is strong and the ocean feels raw and powerful, not calm or picturesque but striking in its own way.
From the lagoon, it’s possible to hike toward the glacier or take a boat to see the icebergs shimmering blue up close. We didn’t go very near. There were too many tourists. I would honestly recommend just stepping into the lagoon itself. Even a brief moment in that icy water leaves a deeper impression than any tour.