On board a Twin Otter to Grimsey for the night and to officially step into Iceland’s only bit of territory that lies within the Arctic Circle.
The most laid back airport experience ever. We watched the lone ground “crew” carry our checked “baggage” (our packs) out to the plane and stow it before calling our flight at the one “gate” (door). The mystery of how the guy at check-in seemed to know who we were, without even asking our names, was cleared up when we were nearly the only passengers on board (one other).
Shortly after takeoff, a window in the next row fell out. It just plopped in onto the seat. Thankfully, the outer window held, or it would have got very windy.