Let’s just start by saying that, yes, I saw the aurora on the flight, and, yes, it was awesome.
Saga Class is Icelandairâ€™s top-tier cabin service, and is roughly equivalent to business class on other airlines. Check-in and boarding were a breeze. When boarding the aircraft, the 22 Saga-class passengers turn left toward the front of the plane, making it very easy to forget that you donâ€™t have the whole plane to yourself. The accompanying checked-baggage allowance seemed quite generous: two 70-lb. bags per person.
Icelandair shares a lounge with several other smaller airlines in Seattle-Tacoma International Airportâ€™s international terminal (SEA). The lounge is comfortable and clean, if a bitÂ uninspired, but a fine place to wait for your flight. The hot-food options were welcome, and on the day I was there most of the dishes were Asian themed, which are a personal favorite.
The aircraft for the flight to Reykjavik was TF-LLX, aka SkjaldbreiÃ°ur, a 757-200 whichÂ hadnâ€™t yet been through Icelandairâ€™s cabin refresh program. The interior was a tiny bit worn around the edges and had old-style IFE screens, but it was still all very comfortable and clean.Â Icelandair names its aircraft after Icelandic volcanoes, and, withÂ about 130 of the things in the country, it doesn’t appear that they’llÂ run out of names anytime soon.
The ambient cabin lighting was a soft, steady ice-blue color; once through the interior upgrade, a planeâ€™s ambient lighting softly flickers and changes color akin to the aurora that I saw out the window; the aircraft for my return flightÂ was so equipped. The leather seats, with their 40â€ pitch, 20.5â€ width, footrests, and 120v power outlets made the seven-hour trip very comfortable.
TheÂ IFE selections were extensive â€” dozens of movies and TV shows, and a lengthyÂ music selection featuring Icelandic artists. I later learned that Icelandair has set up a couple of Spotify channels should you wantÂ to listen to those in-flight playlists groundside.
Free gate-to-gate wifi was available (it costs 11 euro back in economy), and I used it throughout the flight. It was surprisingly steady, albeit occasionally painfully slow, as is the norm for airline wifi. But I was easily able to do some final trip planning, take care of a bunch of email, and annoy a fewÂ friends via text and Facebook.
Cabin service was solid – appropriately attentive and reserved. The first snack upon settling in was some divine cinnamon-accented caramel popcorn thatâ€™s made by an Icelandic company named ÃstrÃkur. Youâ€™ll note that I nearly ate all of it before I rememberedÂ to take a photo.
Meal service was quite good on both flights – I intentionally opted for what was offered rather than special-ordering. Outbound, the starter was mixed shellfish with lemon juice and coriander on a bed of lettuce, all very fresh and tasty. I selected the beef teriyaki stir-fry for my main course, mostly for the incongruity of the option, and was pleasantly surprised at how flavorful and well-prepared it was.
The cuisine on the return flight was a lot more Icelandic, with lots of seafood. The starter was a kind of salmon ceviche, with fish or lamb as theÂ entree. WhileÂ not a fussy eater, my two least-favorite foods are salmon and lamb – what were the odds of finding them both on a menu? I quietly asked the flight attendant if there were any other options – the result was a very lovely field-green salad with spicy grilled chicken that was cheerfully delivered and thoroughly enjoyed. In retrospect, I probably should have taken advantage of the ability to pre-order a special meal, but I was too busy enjoying all the Icelandic awesomeness to have remembered to go online before my flight.
The outbound window-seat ride included a three-hour aurora borealis show that was mesmerizing and magical and all that itâ€™s supposed to be, and I didnâ€™t really care that it meant Iâ€™d not get any sleep that night.
With all those bright spots, there needed to be one small disappointment to keep things real. It came in the form of their choice of serving Nescafe coffee. Living in Seattle has turned me into a bit ofÂ a coffee snob, and the overall experience onboard had me expecting something more along the lines of Illy or LaVazza.
Two million tourists visited Iceland last year, which means traffic at KEF is booming. The terminals are undergoing quite a lot of construction, and, as such, thereâ€™s a bit of expected disarray here and there.
It was a simple matter to pass through customs and passport control. But the aforementioned construction meant that signage wasnâ€™t always easy to follow. I wound up at my departure gate in D quite early, only to discover that the lounge was in C and Iâ€™d missed the signage in the hallways. So I needed to go back out through passport control to get to the lounge, and then go back through to get to my gate. It was really not an issue, and I wound up with an bonus set of arrival/departure stamps in my passport.
The temporary spaces at the check-in counter meant I also somehow missed the opportunity to have my bag marked as priority at check-in, which meant that, even though I breezed through immigration on arrival back in Seattle, I had to wait forever for my bag and then go through customs, totally losing that lead time.
The KEF Saga lounge, although temporary, is still quite nice. There were plenty of power outlets (although Iâ€™d forgotten and packed my EU adapter in my checked bag), plenty of USB outlets, beverages, and a buffet. The only thing missing was a work table/desk with power outlets, but, again, itâ€™s a temporary space.
The process for the return trip was a very democratic, European-style process – everyone lined up, everyone checked in, everyone got on the buses, and everyone got on the plane out on the ramp. None of that â€œboarding by assigned seatâ€ protocol, but, also, none of the expected chaos I was used to with certain Stateside carriers who board everyone at once. It all worked out surprisingly well.
Disclosure: Icelandair invited AirlineReporter on board at its expense for the round-trip flights; our opinions remain our own.