What happened in Norway??
Many have asked what indeed happened in Norway after the game in August… In short, Iain got steaming and then somehow managed to go missing, despite being in the taxi with the rest of us staying at the apartment. Calum then started to worry as Iain had gone AWOL and they had to leave for the 9am flight in a couple hours. The rest of us told Calum to go to the airport as that would be the obvious place Iain would be. It’s why the passport lives in the sporran – if everything else fails at least you can get home!
Anyway… Suffice to say, Calum didn’t take that advice and was found around 8am in the apartment as the rest of us woke up, having spent the whole night wondering where Iain had got to… Iain was by this time happily vomiting on himself around Torp Airport, unknown to anyone else as his phone had been left in the apartment pre-match. After numerous calls home, with UK & Norwegian Cops alerted to the possibility of a missing penguin, INTERPOL were drafted in to establish Iain’s whereabouts. A call from a phone box in London confirmed what everyone else had suspected – Iain was indeed back in the UK.
This left Calum with a problem, having missed his initial flight and consequently, his connection to Glasgow – how to get home? The happy news that Ryanair only charge £100 to change flights once missed was greeted by dismay upon boarding. Calum, after being told to check he was indeed checked in for the new flight, was not… Disaster! Approximately 50 TA began to chant ‘Get him off, get him off’ as Calum was left helplessly stranded at the gate. The rest of us were practically in tears of laughter by this point! Calum finally managed to convince the boarding staff he was indeed merely an idiot who hadn’t checked in and not a terrorist/Jason Bourne/Matt Damon… His arrival upon the flight was greeted with cheers and boos from a plane practically full of TA. A proud moment indeed!
To make matters worse for Calum, upon arriving in London he was to find out that the Glasgow flight was full so a full 13 hour, overnight, bus trip from London to Inverness awaited. By which time Iain was safely back home, tucked up and dreaming of sardines. To add insult to injury, the whole escapade, all down to Iain’s initial bawbaggery in managing to get lost while directly outside the apartment doors, cost Calum the price of 150 tins of tuna and a Norwegian Burger King, at least!
Moral of the story? No idea, but don’t travel with the MacIver’s, definitely Off The Bus!
