I flew to Europe on Icelandic air on a turboprop. <img src="/forums/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />We had to stop in Rejkavik to refuel and ate in the airport. <img src="/forums/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />
Eeew. Gander to Rejkjavik.. shudder...
It must have been reindeer bacon. <img src="/forums/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />It tasted great as long as you could swallow it whole after getting the flavor out of it. <img src="/forums/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> I never ate anything as tough as that ever again. <img src="/forums/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />
I've had caribou (reindeer) and didn't find it tough at all. Maybe it was walrus, or musk-ox;)
Anyway the very beautiful princes of Luxembourgh <img src="/forums/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />was on the plane. She bought us breakfast in Germany someplace <img src="/forums/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />and got the passport guy to wake up so we could get our passports stamped in Luxembourgh. <img src="/forums/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />We didn't know she was the princess till we got to Luxembourgh. <img src="/forums/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/forums/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/forums/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/forums/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/forums/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
Now *that* is a cool story...