Snapshot in time. Faroe Islands, in the extreme North, Viðoy, close to Viðareiði, before you enter the village. A car that held the road well that day, purring engine, humming from the driver’s seat probably, with the radio on, some afternoon program, a cutting out, radio news, and, simultaneously, a different countdown that was just about to start …
Read MoreMonday-Note Written On A Piece Of Scribbling Paper
Monday afternoon, life in a northern village in the month of June. Seeing a white rental car stopping at our village information board. The co-driver gets out of the car, takes a look and a picture of the map, the driver stays inside the vehicle. They head towards the cemetery …
Read MoreNightcap on Norröna
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 …
Read MoreMaking new friends on the ferry Norröna
This morning, I was aboard when the ferry M/S Norröna reached the port of Tórshavn. On my way from Denmark, Hirtshals, to Faroe Islands, I made new friends. I’ve always loved travelling. As to me, it’s not only about discovering places. It’s always about meeting people, too …
Read MoreHelicopters, Hot Tubs And A Light Show In A Tunnel
Usually, the conversation goes like this. Friend or acquaintance: “You have bought a house in the Faroe Islands? You guys are crazy. Faroe Islands – how do you get there? And how do you get around on site?“ I will tell you. The basics. And insider tips. My personal highlight and favorite means of public transport in the Faroes? The helicopter …
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