She was apprehended, detained, questioned and released. As the airport police escorted her through the terminal, she shouted to her fellow FTers, "I think I'm being arrested." Then, on she went to party with the rest of us in Reykjavik.

On the return, I walked with her though passport control. The agent, who remembered her from a few days prior, started laughing the moment he saw her and kept laughing for a couple of minutes.

She was the star of the trip.