Day Two: Glasgow part 1

Arrived in Glasgow. Again, the flight was uneventful [read: I slept the whole way]. Because of all the disruptions, Icelandair provided meal service to all of the passengers. It was... interesting. It was "sausages" with leekmash. I have never been a fan of international sausages, these were ok, but I feel weird about what could possibly be in them. Considering what I am about to e Unfortunately at in Iceland, you wouldn't think it is a big deal.

Unfortunately, I had to collect my baggage (and bike) and carry it through customs and re-check it on the other side. Turns out my bike box was opened (and upside down) so when I pulled it off the conveyor parts went flying. No fun. I could see why the bix box is so big though. My bike is barely disassembled. It looked as though the handlebars and rear wheel are still attached. It's just the front wheel and seat and pedals that were removed.

The Glasgow airport employees are nice and friendly though, and the gate agent happily helped me close the box back up. But now that I have seen what's inside... I am sort of wondering if maybe I could unwrap my bike and ride it around Iceland while I am there. Tempting.
I've had a bit of an issue leaving the Glasgow airport - because I had to take my bags back through customs and re-check them, I am apparently stuick in the airport. I have to wait to have an airport employee escort me out. The plus side (because I am always looking for one) is that I got to hear several Scottish guys have a conversation... wow. Nearly unintelligible. I had heard reference to it before when I was in London and then a few times in the States... but it was way more intense than I had expected.

Speaking of accents. I am also privy to an Icelandic lady helping a British passenger try and pronounce Eyjafjallajokull, but I think he should learn to pronounce glacier correctly first. :)

Posting this from the bus to downtown Glasgow. Buses with wifi are AWESOME.