I was supposed to have landed in Reykjavik, Iceland yesterday morning. Except that my flight got cancelled due to strikes by the Icelandair pilots just as my late flight reached Toronto. So instead, I had a patchwork of flights that took me far off course (as the Irish customs agent smirked this morning that I’d overshot my destination a bit). I got in at 1am last night.
I went on the red eye from Toronto to Dublin. Yes, I accidentally went back to my beloved Ireland. Sunny, beautiful Dublin. No, really.
I had a vegetarian Irish breakfast, to make up for the fact that I really haven’t felt like eating much during my travels. Even then, I barely ate half of it, though I finished my eggs and almost finished my beans and mushrooms.
Then I found a wonderful and different seating area with padded cubbies in the wall. I think it was mostly for kids but I joined the other two adults in using them too.
It was such a divine break to recline back in not-a-chair. But it was dangerous because I instantly wanted to close my eyes and snooze in my little nest. So I stayed there for a bit, letting my legs stretch up and drain the blood a bit. Then I sadly got up and walked around.
Despite being hustled through customs because of my connection, my flight was later in the afternoon than my travel rearranger had said. So I had ample time to enjoy being on Irish soil. Then, I got on a British Airways (not Aer Lingus as the guy had said…) hop over the Irish Sea and landed in sunny London. Really!
I had Atlantic fish pie and buttered peas for dinner, after taking advantage of having my luggage to change the shirt I had been wearing since Sunday. And there was a rainbow out the window across from my table, which was quite lovely.
My flight to Iceland was slightly delayed due to traffic, but we eventually got underway. We chased the sunset, and caught up. Midnight in Iceland looks like dawn.
So now I’m in sunny Iceland and I will wander around in the sun for a bit to try to continue overcoming my jet lag. There’s rumour that the pilots will be striking again Friday night, which sucks because I would really like to have a straightforward trip home. Here’s hoping.