Reindeer? - Blogabond

The three of us are exhausted, school and work and house renovations taking their toll. We race separately to the airport from different directions, the girls and I, and meet at the Icelandair desk just an hour before the flight to Reykjavik. A somewhat disapproving young woman assigns us the stinky seats next to the rear toilets, but we fall asleep immediately upon settling into the plane, completely beyond caring. We feel triumphant to have made it at all.

Beautiful stewardesses sternly serve dinner, efficient but unfortunately disapproving, their bustle waking us just in time to snag a meal of reindeer stew, crab salad and a chocolate chip brownie. The reindeer is slightly odd but would have passed as unidentifiable mystery meat were it not for another passenger, who felt it was…not the best reindeer she had ever had. Polly and Mia pass me their crab salad to finish (reindeer AND crab???), Mia drapes herself over us, and we all go back to sleep. We wake up again on the approach to Reykjavik, wondering if we missed breakfast.

Note to Icelandair: Hold the reindeer.

written by

roel krabbendam on May 24, 2007 from Boston, United States

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