The narrative begins with the protagonist and his uncle, Uncle Lidenbrock, embarking on a train journey toward Copenhagen, Denmark, with the ultimate goal of reaching Iceland. From the outset, the dynamic between the two is defined by the uncle’s "constantly anxious" demeanor regarding their travel speed. Lidenbrock’s obsession with efficiency manifests in his frustration whenever the train slowed or stopped at stations. He viewed the conductor’s explanation of passenger boarding as a "very poor excuse," highlighting his singular, manic focus on the expedition ahead. This impatience extended to a boat crossing, where he questioned why the captain would not "set off right away," demonstrating a fundamental inability to accommodate the mundane realities of travel schedules.
Upon reaching Copenhagen, the duo received a "very warm welcome" from Professor Thompson, who proved instrumental in their planning. The protagonist reveals a lingering sense of reluctance, confessing, "I would have been happy if we had never reached our destination," and hoping that no boats would be available to take them to Iceland. His anxiety was rooted in the knowledge that if they failed to depart before the end of June, the entire "trip would be cancelled." However, his hopes were dashed when they secured a boat departing on June 2nd. Lidenbrock’s excitement was palpable; he shook the captain’s hand with such vigor that the protagonist feared he "might break it," contrasting sharply with the captain’s view that the voyage was merely "normal" and part of "his job."
While waiting for their departure, the protagonist spent his time exploring the city, visiting "museums and churches" and admiring the "beautiful bridges" and the "royal palace." Despite the aesthetic appeal of Copenhagen, his thoughts were consumed by Grauban. The realization that he might never see her again cast a shadow over his sightseeing, adding a layer of emotional weight to the physical journey. This internal struggle serves as a poignant reminder of the personal sacrifices made in the face of Lidenbrock’s grand, scientific ambitions.
The departure on June 2nd marked the beginning of a challenging maritime leg. While Lidenbrock attempted to "keep himself busy by carefully planning our journey into the volcano," nature had other plans. The expedition encountered a "terrible storm" off the coast of Scotland. The conditions became dire as the sky turned "black with clouds" and the boat began "rolling in the high waves." For two days, the travelers were confined below deck, unable to withstand the "rain and wind." Even the indomitable Uncle Lidenbrock was "shaken up" by the ordeal. The journey, initially expected to take ten days, stretched into thirteen days of maritime hardship, eventually depositing them on the shores of Iceland, setting the stage for the perilous volcanic exploration that lay ahead.