✈️ Flight Log: Leg 4 – BIKF (Keflavík, Iceland) ➡️ EIDW (Dublin, Ireland)

“Shamrock Shenanigans & Cargo Confusion”
Block Time: 2.4 hours, 1 unplanned limerick contest, 0 actual luck involved
Cargo Manifest:

  • 80 crates of “Irish-American Reconnection Gift Kits” (mostly scented candles, accidentally in Boston cream scent)
  • 2 unauthorized bagpipes (later found to be kazoos in disguise)
  • A folding table labeled “For Diplomatic Guinness Pong Only”
  • Wattles McFreedom, now fitted with a tiny shamrock vest for… reasons

Diplomatic Purpose:
Cultural outreach mission to “enhance transatlantic ties.” Translated loosely: “Drop off boxes, don’t offend anyone, survive Eleanor’s jig recital.”


Crew Notes

  • Adelyn:
    Entered Irish airspace with steely precision and the emotional range of a carbon monoxide detector. Filed an emergency request with ICAO to ban inflight limericks. Was denied. Twice.
  • Eleanor:
    Rehearsed Riverdance routines in the cockpit jumpseat during cruise. May have accidentally activated the cabin pressure test while attempting a heel click. Also composed a haiku about Irish airspace that legally qualifies as a hate crime in three countries.
  • Noah:
    Watched Brooklyn on his iPad and wept softly. Upon arrival, three Aer Lingus gate agents greeted him by name. He still doesn’t know how they got it. Or why they made him a friendship bracelet.

Passenger Vibe Check

  • Dr. Moretti:
    Tried to attend a local health policy forum. Instead wandered into a pub debate on “whether tea counts as medicine.” Left with three honorary doctorates and a tattoo that says Sláinte.
  • Raj:
    Soft-launched his whiskey NFT project: “Proof of Pour”. Camila walked out of his pitch presentation after slide 3, which just said “Barrels. But Digital.”
  • Colonel Hawke:
    Announced the approach into Dublin as a “return to ancestral glory” despite being 100% from Ohio. Refused to leave the aircraft until someone saluted him with a potato.
  • Yuki:
    Installed a pop-up gallery in the cargo bay called “Emotionally Misplaced Celticism.” It was shut down by customs after someone reported it as performance tax evasion.
  • Camila:
    Narrated her entire cab ride into Dublin in verse, backed by a fiddle track she looped from Eleanor’s phone. Everyone was too confused to stop her.

Flight Highlights

  • Eleanor convinced the flight deck to play The Cranberries on final approach. Adelyn, through gritted teeth, allowed one chorus.
  • ATC in Dublin gave the crew a cheerful welcome. Eleanor responded with “Top o’ the morning to ya, tower babes,” before Noah ripped the headset from her head.
  • Noah tried to help Yuki tie down a sculpture in turbulence. Yuki interpreted this as a marriage proposal. The misunderstanding is ongoing.

Mission Summary

  • Success Metrics:
    • Landed successfully.
    • Cargo delivered. Only 12% damaged by interpretive stomping.
    • Wattles McFreedom napped peacefully through the landing. Likely the only one.
  • Diplomatic Outcome:
    • Ireland graciously accepted the cargo and requested that no part of the performance art follow-up tour be booked “within city limits.”
    • The Minister of Arts sent a note reading, “Well that was… something.” It was later framed by Eleanor.
  • Crew Rating:
    • Adelyn: 6/10 – asked if Irish whiskey counts as a sedative
    • Eleanor: 13/10 – declared herself “Deputy Minister of Vibes”
    • Noah: 7/10 – now being stalked on Celtic Instagram

Debrief

Camila’s footage of the landing includes an audio overlay of Eleanor whispering “luck o’ the left engine.” Raj left a single AirTag in the pub “for marketing research.” Adelyn discovered her headset cord had been tied into a Celtic knot. Wattles McFreedom’s vest is missing, last seen in the beak of a very determined seagull. Yuki has not stopped humming Danny Boy since wheels down.

Next Stop: EGLL – London Heathrow, England
Objective: Survive Heathrow bureaucracy, explain to British customs why the crew is “emotionally American,” and keep Eleanor from doing Shakespeare in Terminal 5.

Shall we proceed to the land of queues, kettles, and quiet judgment?


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