There are no trains in Iceland. This is not because the population and the economy are too small to justify it. It's because the whole idea of punctuality doesn't exist in Iceland.
Icelanders are at least seventeen minutes late to everything. I've been here eight years and the only thing I've ever seen them arrive punctually to is funerals. No: hang on, the last one I went to saw some stragglers drift in a few minutes late. No, I think I can safely say that Icelanders are late for everything.
A train system where passengers expect to be able to lean out of the window and call to the driver: "Hey, hang on a minute, Siggi will be here in five minutes, he just SMSd me!" just wouldn't work.
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