The North of Scotland has the pleasure of holding many records; the world’s shortest street that has only two pubs on it. The world’s fastest grand prix (say “Nairn” in an Invernessian accent) and also a wee flight my Dad was on the other day.
I give you the world’s shortest commercial flight, between Westray and Papa Westray. It’s about two minutes. Efficient. And looks rather nice in the summer. You wouldn’t get me in that fucking airplane in the winter tho. Yikes.