Once again WestJet took off and ten hours later we landed at Gatwick in London. There we met up with George and for the next ten hours read, walked, ate, and slept in sorta comfortable chairs in the upstairs lounge waiting for our WOW gates to open. WOW is a new Icelandic airline company, advertised as a "low-priced" carrier...and they are if you don't have over-sized, over-weight luggage...smile. Their planes all have names. Ours was called WOW-Mom. They also have Dad, Bro, Sis, Neo, and Gay (the later flies daily to San Francisco). It appears their young CEO has a good heart and a sense of humor. The flight over the Atlantic landing in Reykjavik was three hours long. It was 10:30 PM and still light outside. We are at the same latitude as Fairbanks...so right at home.
Our rental car was ready as planned, a Toyota Yaris, just big enough for three and all those bags. The rental for 14 days ran $2500 with the extra insurance package. Iceland is gonna be a bit pricey.
It was a 40 minute drive from the airport over lava fields and grand views of the ocean. In Rekjavik we easily found out Airbnb rental thanks to Senior Geeps. No side trips this time. The little guy took right to the front door. Our home for the next two weeks is a lovely one bedroom apartment in back of a family home. The fold-out sofa quickly became George's retreat and we settled in for what ended up being about 10 hours of sleep.