So I can now say I've been to Iceland. Wow. I must say, it didn't look much different from the ground as it does from the air. Very flat and lots of scattered black boulders.
I thought you were going to San Francisco? Yea, me too. After rushing like mad to make a forty minute connection in Frankfurt, I was on a plane that never did end up getting us to our destination.
We had a passenger that started suffering from heart problems during the flight and was fortunate enough to find the assistance of a cardiologist on board. We were over Greenland when it was advised that we get this chap to the nearest available medical facilities, which turned out to be back in Iceland.
How odd. Didn't seem to be anything at all there. I suspect that everything is underground. It was seriously surreal. We landed, stopped and there was nothing but an expanse of flat boulder covered land. But somehow medical attention was obtained, fuel was dispensed, food supplies replenished... I think we must have landed over a tunnel down into another world.
Well, on from Iceland it turned out that they can't just work flight crew when you've incurred a 5 hour delay so it was decided that we would stop and stay in Washington DC for the night. The airline put us all up in hotel rooms for the night and chartered a plane for us to continue on to San Francisco in the morning. BTW the hotel room was absolutely SWEET (too bad I only got to sleep in it for 2 hours, but made full use of a kick ass shower... nothing like the one I've got back at home) meal and taxi vouchers... three cheers for United for making the best of an unfortunate situation. The passenger was fine, but stayed in Iceland I believe... the details were kind of sketchy.
So I finally did make it here. And hit the ground running... meetings tomorrow and I think there will be deadlines to meet by Friday. For now I might just go get some sleep.