I saw the twinkling silhouette of Tórshavn embracing a shadow ship harbor under a black velvet sky. Nightcap on Norröna. As I was promenading on the deserted upper decks, a sea breeze sprang up. Inside: Dim light staging the ferry’s evening gown. The belle of the ball, ready for another waltz across the ocean.
Each time we travel, we get swallowed by an intermediate world, a time and place somewhere between Hello and Goodbye. Nightcap on Norröna: Soon afterwards, whispering waves rock me to sleep. Goodnight, you princes of Tórshavn, you travelers and kings of the sea. Bon voyage.
The ferry that connects Iceland, the Faroe Islands and Denmark: M/S Nörrona
I saw ... Appropriate travel literature: Atlas of an Anxious Man, Christoph Ransmayr
