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After fleeing our day jobs and the city, we arrived at Baltimore Washington Airport.
Getting to the airport was a breeze; getting out of the long term parking lot to the terminal was a different story. But,
our paranoid desire to get to the airport a full four hours before our International flight paid off. As soon as we stepped
into the terminal, we saw the rest of our party, Carie and Dave, Morgan’s friends from high school who had eagerly signed
on for the Iceland Saga out of pure visionary instinct. We checked in as soon as the Icelandair desk opened and literally
walked through the security checkpoint. Things seemed just too easy.
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| Dave & Carie in the airport bar. |
Since we had plenty of time to spare, we decided to have a few beers while waiting
for our departure. Well into beer #3, we started to notice the skies getting dark. Soon, boarding time had come and gone with
no information about the status of our flight. Naturally, we had another beer, effectively closing down the beer stand and
continued to wait until about an hour after our scheduled departure time. Finally, we were able to board.
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