Day 1- liftoff

So I’m finally in Iceland.  The trip was rougher than I thought.  I went to Salt Lake at about 6:00 and customs only took 15 minutes so I had about two hours to wait around.  I spent it sleeping because I still hadn’t gone to bed yet.  After the trip I then had a delay at Denver and by the time I was on the plane from Minnesota, I finally met another Snorri, Katie.  When we first got in we sat on the emergency exits and had lots of legroom up until the stewardess asked us to switch places with some huge couple that needed the legroom more than us. We were packed like sardines in the back of the coach but since I slept through a lot of it, It wasn’t all that bad of a flight.

By the time we got there we had to wait for everyone else to arrive so we tarried in the local coffee shop for an hour or so. Nothing to exciting happened though.  I remember sitting on the bed and waking up 3 hours later for orientation which was followed by dinner. 

All and all, it wasn’t all that eventful, mainly because we were tired from traveling and were a little disoriented.  The real fun came when we walked into the centrum at 11AM. I think we could have counted all the people we saw on our hands… The most eventful thing was either the barf I found on the walkway or the Donald duck comic book I bought at the store… processing… Donald duck was more eventful, mainly because when the manager asked us while checking my comic book if I spoke Icelandic I said “a little.  I speak Swedish.” and she then spoke Swedish to me.  Really nice girl, thought it was weird that I was 23 and buying a Donald duck comic book, but she wasn’t there to judge.  For your convenience I'm just gonna show the donald duck comic book instead.