After seven years of hoping and plotting and wishing and scheming, I finally made it to the Icehotel in northern Sweden. A hotel consisting of mostly ice.
You didn’t hear me.
A HOTEL OF MOSTLY ICE!
They have cold rooms and warm rooms, but what’s the point of going if you’re not gonna spend at least one night in a cold room? We spent one night in a cold room and one night in a warm room. In the cold room, you’re basically sleeping on a slab of ice. A SLAB OF ICE! I don’t know why that was enticing to me…but it was! And you can’t deny that this hotel is sexy as f*ck. I mean, look at this bed/block of ice! I could do a music video here…if I were a musician. Oooh, Beyonce should do a music video here! Can you imagine?!
The hotel provides you with an extreme weather sleeping bag, which doesn’t seem like enough, but it was definitely warm and toasty. And obviously, you sleep in your thermals and stuff–don’t be stripping down in the cold rooms, y’all. It ain’t that sexy. Wait ’til you get to the warm room for all that.
The temps inside the hotel are around 22 degrees. It’s cold, but you’re so taken with the novelty of the experience that it just doesn’t seem that uncomfortable. Also, the hotel provides you with your necessary outer layers (kinda like a snow suit). I brought some wool blend thermals and socks, and I was never too cold.
They serve you drinks in glasses made of only ice, too. And when you’re done drinking, you’re supposed to go outside and throw them at the side of the hotel. Can confirm that it’s good fun.
You can’t get into your rooms until six pm, because the ice rooms and art rooms are open to the public for tours until then. And you have to leave your room early in the morning, too, because of the tours. Also, there are shared bathrooms (when you’re staying in the cold rooms), which I didn’t think I’d willingly subject myself to anymore after my study abroad days, but it was worth it for this experience!
During the days, we went dog sledding and snowmobile-ing. There were only about four hours of daylight each day. We were also able to see the northern lights (aurora borealis) on our last night, and they were majestic. I’ve always had an obsession with the night sky, and these lights were breathtaking in person. Perhaps me compulsively taking any and all astronomy classes in college was leading me to that very moment!
Oh, and by the way, if you’re thinking of flying to the arctic circle, it’s a lot cheaper to go in February–probably because it’s cold as hell–but it’s one hundred percent worth the extra layers!
Okay, I’ve gotta go figure out how to insert myself back into real life now.
À la prochaine !