Popping open a bottle of bubbly, feet up having checked into my cabin for a cruise to Iceland and all just an hour from leaving my front door. Departing from Dover on Fred Olsen’s Borealis, I had 11 nights ahead of me with the promise of volcanic scenery and the chance of seeing whales – but would we see any? As the late afternoon sun glistened over the iconic White Cliffs of Dover, we slowly set sail, beginning our voyage north. As a live band played and sparkling wine was being drunk, I thought to myself, this certainly beats a chaotic airport experience. Checking in at the terminal was a br…