Three breakfasts?
We could have eaten our way to gluttony this morning as we had the opportunity to eat 3 breakfasts, and still had some krona for breakfast in our pockets.
Breakfast number 1.
The hotel opens its breakfast room doors at 5:00, about the same time we needed to check into the airport. Five is just too early for breakfast, and we were running late. Even though the continental breakfast looked ok, nothing jumped out at us. We grabbed an orange juice, chugged it down, and thought we would grab breakfast later at the airport with our krona money.
Breakfast number 2.
Remember our bump up to first class? Well it continued all the way to Munich because of the stopover in Iceland. When we checked in, the ticket agent directed us to the Saga lounge. Wow! Don't want to sound like a country bumpkin here, but the spread in the lounge with cappuccinos and sparkling wine was too much to resist. Really, we had no idea this is what went on these lounges...or maybe this is just Icelandair. Would love to hear your first class experiences with other airlines. Anyway we loved the quiche, croissants, and yogurt fruit parfaits.
Obviously we didn't need to spend our krona and decided to spend it on our way back from Morocco when we returned through Iceland home.
Breakfast number 3. No sooner had we taken off, when breakfast three was delivered, egg omelette, crunchy bacon, hash brown potatoes, more yogurt, croissants, fruit, granola, coffee, and orange juice. I picked at the protein and thought this must be the way skinny models eat, leaving 95% of the meal on the plate....right, but they hadn't consumed 1000 calories just an hour before either.
We gained calories with breakfast and two hours with time change when we arrived in Germany at 1:30. Our plane does not leave until 7:50 pm so we have a long layover with nothing much to do except write about three breakfasts. HaHa.
Oh one more thing, outside of our gate there is an enclosed glass shelter called te Camel Smoking Lounge. A big yellow camel stands guard. In English written on the window are the words "It's all about the journey"...That's sad, even sadder to see so many young people in the room.. What kind of journey is it to be a slave to nicotine and a high likelihood that the journey will lead to emphysema and lung cancer.
All is Well with the Worrall Travel Rs in Transit
Outside the Camel Room
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