Hallo!

So I've decided Heathrow Airport is just confusing. Not that it mattered too much with how early I was there, but if I had been rushing it wouldn't have been good. Took me forever to figure the place out with the "take the lift to check in, then a ways to the holding area, but you can't go to your gate because we wont tell you where it is until it's almost time to board. Not the best set up ever.
Icelandic Airlines however, are amazing. Movies and TV the entire flight, plus they brought us Christmas cookies. And rather comfortable. My rowmates were great, Jim and Petra. It's their first time here too, and we ended up on the same route to our hostel/hotels so we chatted most of the way. They even invited me to go on a drive with them the day they rent a car, but as I don't have a phone and they don't have a computer it became rather moot. Still, it was very nice of them to invite me.
I landed a little after midnight, and after customs and immigration and all that it was closer to 2 in the morning. Best part though? I didn't even need to wear my coat. I expected it to be so much colder here, but it was actually colder in London! Feels wonderful right now.
Everyone I have encountered so far is incredibly nice too. Going out of their way to not just point me somewhere but to explain it as well. My hostel is super nice, I have the dorm to myself, and they recommended tons of things to do. I will not be bored in my week here, that much is for sure.
It is weird though, to know it is 10 am, and to look out the window and see night still. Not as tiring as I expected it to be. Nor, strangely, as dark. Even though there is definitely no sun, there is still a warmth to the sky. As though it recognizes that it is day, even though, technically, it's not.