I just experienced what has to be one of the most embarrassing travel moments of my life.
After spending a week in Iceland, I woke up in a complete panic convinced we’d overslept and missed our flight home. I threw on clothes, woke my travel companion, packed at lightning speed, checked out of the hotel, and rushed toward Keflavík Airport.
A few minutes into the drive, we looked at the time and realized… our flight wasn’t for another 12 hours.
The nearly 22 hours of daylight had completely messed with our sense of time. We somehow convinced ourselves it was the next morning when it was actually the evening before.
We sheepishly turned around, went back to the hotel, and thankfully t
