Today begin my Sapmi adventure. Chris took a half day off work and drive me through bumper to bumper Chicago traffic to get me to O'Hare and my flight to Reykjavik.
Or, Toronto. That was the problem, it seems. We went to the international terminal #5, and no one had heard of Icelandair. And, no one at Icelandair had heard of marking on my itinerary that my first flight was with American Eagle.
We got to the right terminal at the end, and the right gate. I've boarded now.
Saying goodbye to the states, my man, my kids.
Iceland here I come.