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Published: August 25th 2008
Lítla Dímun from Suduroy
The island shown is Lítla Dímun, and we are standing on Glyvraberg, northwest of Hvalba. Typical faroeese landscape: high hills, green grass, and water all around.
Since my last blog, we've visited Suðuroy (Southern isle) to both see the island (which is much less visited by tourists) and visit a metalhead that slept in the same cabin as Klas on the way here. It is always interesting to meet locals, of course, and this time we even got to borrow a car! So we went to see the place where they say that some "Turks" (actually people from one country or the other along the by Christians so-called Barbary Coast) were buried after they had come to get slaves from Suduroy, and then we went to Fámjin, where the first Faroese flag hangs in the church. We also got nice waffles there :-)
Yesterday we went to Nólsoy with the small ferry and walked for a while up the hill, although not all the way to the lighthouse on the other side, we were too tired for that steep walk. His weekend at Nólsoy, they celebrate Ovastevna, in rememberance of Ove, who first managed to row all the way from here to Copenhagen and then, ironically, died when he slipped on the deck of his fishing boat north of Nólsoy. We didn't stay, though, since the
This is not taken horisontally, but vertically: down! I'm standing on the small bridge above it. There was a story (of course, there always is one) about 7 women who got lost here in the fog and never returned, but I did.
hoards of young people with beer scared us off ;-)
Instead, we went to a restaurant to eat fish, which was excellent. We then had a plan to see a Faroese disco from the inside, but with our usual luck, it was closed, and all the locals still seemed to head for Nólsoy anyway.
Today, we took the bus down to Kirkjubøur to see the mediaeval remnants, but the most impressive was the not-quite-that-old house and all its decorations! The doors, doorposts, all kinds of details were beautifully made.
Then we decided to walk home, since this walk was labeled "easy" in our excellent guidebook. It was easy, even in some fog, and on the way we passed an old meeting place where I could hold a short speech for 4 Faroese that happened to be there at the moment. Kinda fun, as the Americans would put it :-)
We finished the day by visiting the nice but slightly unorganized Fórnminnasavn, Historical museum. Worth a visit, but not incredibly impressive, I'm afraid. And by that time, my very old shoes, that I had mended once already, finally began to rip themselves to pieces. When we got to
The original flag
This is _the_ original Faroese flag. According to legend (well, story, then, from 1919), the Faroese student Jens Oliver Lisberg came up with the idea in Copenhagen, and then a woman in his home village of Fámjin made this. I'm quite sure there were others involved as well, but the story leaves them out.
the hostel, I put them away and let them get their final rest. I only had a pair of sandals with me apart from the shoes, but that was no problem: luckily, it hasn't rained since then!
And now we're leaving for Norway again, which is too bad. I'd love to stay for a few more days, to see more of these beautiful and peaceful islands. The place is a bit expensive, but not much more than Denmark in general, with the exception for eating out (and, likely, food in the shops, but I'm bad at Danish food prices in general). The air is fresh, the people are friendly and trusty (of course you can leave anything behind, why would anybody take it?) and the nature lovely. I'll see if there's a language course or something similar, always a good reason for me to go to somewhere :-D
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