Posts Tagged ‘Faroe Islands’

Most of the young people on my age prefer living in big cities – all my old classmates has left the countryside in Denmark, and now live in bigger cities where they – as some of them say – never get bored. But I moved far away from everything. The Faroe Islands is inhabited by 48.000 people, and is located hundreds of miles from nearest coastline. And they ask “why do you want to live there??”. It’s right – I can’t go shopping whenever I want to. There are not big parties every weekend. But I’m not interested in those activities anyway – I’m more interested in a quiet life, in a beautiful place.

And the picture below shows my village and the neighbouring village (Hvalvik, left side, Streymnes, right side) – and I think I’ve captured the beauty of the place very well. I took the picture at 12 AM. So it’s another picture of the midnight sun. That I have this view just outside my door is worth more than anything else, and I’m not missing the city life in Denmark. I’m a country girl, and I’m proud of it! 😉

Hvalvë by night

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Today, I went on another hike – this time with my boyfriend as guide. We went up on a mountain, from where we had a fantastic view. The mountain is 784m (2572.2ft), and the highest mountain I’ve visited so far. I know – this blog is almost becoming a photoblog, and one could get the impression that I’m not doing anything else than climbing mountains.. I’ll try to write about something else than the Faroe Islands or mountains in my next blog post..at least, I’ll try 😆

Ok friends, here we go:

First, on the way up there (at 500m altitude), we came across this strange boulder.. kind of impressive, it has been standing there the last 10.000 years, when the ice placed it there.. In the background, you can also see the village where we live.

And this is me, with the last 200 metres of the mountain in the background

And we made it! Another pic of my boyfriend, on the top of the mountain.

And a few other pics from the top.. here you see Heljardal Valley – a very, very special valley facing towards the Atlantic in the west

Ah.. ok, and this is me with Heljardal Valley in below.. just bragging 😆

Mount Mosarøkur – the mountains in the far west, are on the Island Vágar

Pointing south, a view to the Vestmanna dams

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Midnight sun

Oh, here’s another Faroe photo for you. This shows the darkest hour of the night these days, and as you see – we are so far up north, that the sun really doesn’t set. I think it’s beautiful.. even though it’s also a bit confusing, because I don’t notice how late it is, because it doesn’t get dark 😉

It’s a view from our bathroom.

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Silly thing, that I was too lazy to take pictures, now that my legs carried me up to no less that two beautiful viewpoints. But I did get a couple, though. To be honest, I prefer photographing, when the grass is green all over the country, that means in July-August. Right now, it’s still “yellow-ish” after the winter. But still.. this is from my hike Saturday 😉


Here’s the mountain that I considered climbing, or rather – walking. On the other side it’s not that steep, so you can actually walk all the way up, even though it’s a bit tough. I guess theres around 60-70 meters from where I’m standing, to the top.

And a few sheep.. cute animals, aren’t they? 🙂 I had too use digital zoom, as they are wild sheep – they aren’t talkative at all. Every time I took one step closer, they ran four steps away.

And finally, Fuglafjordur – “Bird Firth”. You can’t see the firth, as it’s hiding behind the mountain on my right side. It’s a nice town, with 1500 inhabitants.

I am planning other hikes, as I love walking in the mountains – and I can’t tell ya how happy I am to be back home!


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I did it! Walked all the way from my home in Hvalvík to my boyfriend’s family in Fuglafjorður. It took me 6 hours – and even though it was tougher than I expected, I feel good. Apperantly, I’m in good shape.

To get there, I had to cross two passes (up and down again!) the first was 2132 feet (650 meters) high, and after walking down the mountain side, crossing a beautiful valley, I headed for the next one, that was 2296 feet (700 meters).

On the second pass, I even considered climbing a mountain – but it looked too dangerous, because it was very steep, and I’d had to avoid a huge gorge. And at this point I was tired, so I said to the mountain “some other time”

Except the fantastic view, I enjoyed the fresh mountain streams – I had nearly forgotten how refreshing, cool, and clean those streams are. Simply the best beverage under the sun!

Pictures? I did take some – but now I’m too lazy to upload them and comment on them 😆 That will have to wait, now I’ll just enjoy the evening sun that lasts until 11 pm (favourite time of the year!) and relax. I hope all of you enjoy your weekend 😉

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If just there was a way to describe how happy I am right now! – It’s impossible, because what does a person feel, when being away from home for a long time, and then going back home? And not only that – the sun is shining, it’s warm, and the mountains are green and beautiful.

I have really missed “my” islands. So I am so happy, that I could kiss every mountain and every hill!

I “took the long way home” (sorry, I can’t help it 😆 ) by ship, and I woke up at 4 am already, and instead of sleeping one more hour, I got up, and went out on the sun deck.. the sun was rising, and the weather was fantastic. And the sunlight turned everything golden! Usually, the ocean is blue – I call it “when does ocean stop and sky begin?-blue”. This morning, it was “when does ocean stop and sky begin-golden!” And in the horizon, the green islands rised up of the ocean, reaching the golden sky. And the closer we got, the happier I was.

My boyfriend picked me up, and after driving around a bit, we went for a long walk, hand in hand. Ah. That’s life! And now, my boyfriend is at work, while I’m sitting here at a library in Thorshavn, wondering if I should take a bus the rest of my way home, or if I should just wait and drive with him back home.

It’s already 11 am (well almost), and I think I’ll just hang out here at the library and drive with my boyfriend back home around 4 pm. Maybe I’ll spend the time taking another long walk – I have to get back in shape for long hikes in the mountains, and I do feel that’s it’s awhile ago – I already have sore muscels 😆

 Oh dear. I could ramble on about my happiness, but I’ll stop for now, and just enjoy that I am home again 😀

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Arrrrrrghhh! Just as I was looking forward to sailing back to the Faroe Islands tomorrow, Saturday, and to arrive Monday at 6 AM… I find out that I’ll have to stay another week in Denmark 😦 Not that I mind being in Denmark, but I miss my boyfriend and his lovely family, I miss my cats, my house, hiking in the mountains…well, I miss everything! I start suffering from island madness, but not in that way you usually understand the word, but from actually NOT being on one of them. But there’s a couple of things I have to do, before I can go home.

When I miss the Faroe Islands, I use to listen to Faroese music or look at pictures from the place… or both. Right now I listen to Kári Sverrisson, who sings the song in this video – translation will have to wait, but the footage is beautiful, almost like being home again. Btw, I live not so far from the bridge at 2:02-2:07 😉

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What I saw when I stepped out my door today, was fantastic. The smell of flowers, the sound of singing birds – and not a cloud on the sky. And it is warm. So warm that I had to go inside again, and leave my jacket there, so I went outside just wearing a t-shirt for the first time this year. It difficult to get used to, as the last months, since September, we have had to wear woolen sweaters, jackets, scarfs, gloves and raincoats. So no wind, 20C/68F and sunny weather feels incredibly hot.

My uncle is married to a lovely woman from Guatemala, and they moved to Denmark two years ago. I once asked her, if it’s hard to live here with the dark winters and cold weather. “No” she said. Because in Guatemala, they don’t have the spring, and they don’t have the long summer days with their bright nights. The winter in Denmark is a bit rough, but she has her family, her husband, her kids – she doesn’t think much about the winter. “But” she said, the spring is fantastic..

Which led us to talking about God, as she is a strong believer – “look at the first flowers in the spring. So perfect, so pure, and so beautiful. Only a God can create a world like this! And that is only the beginning – then everything is blooming, and birds starts singing.” She is right. I took this picture few weeks ago – and watching those small flowers and a bee, just made me so happy.

And it leads me to another thing about the spring that I love. The beech. You can almost say, that the beech is a tree, that every Dane loves – because its first, light green leaves tells us that finally, the winter is over. The beech is even mentioned in Denmark’s national hymn:
 “There is a lovely land, with beeches green about her, encircled by the sea”

And of course, I was also out taking a picture of those beautiful trees:

And my uncle’s wife is right – it is a miracle every year!

Of course, I’m in Denmark these days, but I will soon be back to the Faroe Islands. The climate there are rougher, wetter more windy – but it has its beauty as well. All the small lambs playing around the mountainsides, the buttercups, and millions of birds. 3.5 millions birds actually – and only 48.000 people. And the spring there means that I can go hiking, fishing, sailing and all that again. I can’t wait to go back there to the middle of the wide ocean.

Even though I have enjoyed the beautiful springtime in Denmark, I thank God, that I soon will be home again. I can’t wait to see views like these again! *sigh* 😀

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Sometimes I ask myself a deep question: where is home? Home used to be Denmark for 24 years, until I decided to leave it behind me, looking forward to a future in the Faroe Islands. And I felt at home from the first day in my own house in my new village.

But I remember myself moving the last stuff out of my flat in Roskilde, and me listening to Roger Hodgson’s album “Open the Door” for the first time while painting the walls. I had tears in my eyes; one tear of sadness of leaving Denmark, and one tear of happiness when thinking of the future with the man I love. It was kind of ironic, to listen to “Say Goodbye” for the first time in this situation, but it kind of comforted me when listening to the lines “Say goodbye to the old way, say hello to a new day
Well if you want your freedom, oh where’s your freedom?
On the road that lies before you, that is all you need to know, let go”

Not that this song is about moving from one place to another (not literally, I mean), it’s rather about that changing ones life sometimes involves difficult decisions. In my case: leaving family, friends and home behind me to start a new life.

So where am I now? It’s easy to answer: I LOVE the Faroe Islands, it was a very good decision to live there. I have never in my life had so much peace in my mind, because I’m surrounded by all those things I love: mountains, hills, valleys, rivers, never-setting sun in the summer, cosiness with lovely faroese people in dark winter nights, fresh air… freedom. Even though I’ve been through a rough time, my ability of staying calm and focused (thanks to the beauty of mother nature, as shown on the pic on top of this page) keeps me going. So where am I? – I am home.

But still. I’ve been in Denmark for a long time now, to study and work. I’ve mostly lived at my Dad’s home, even though I get along with both my (divorced) parents. But daddy is a great friend, and to listen to him playing his good ol’ Gibson (for those interested: Gibson “The Paul”, 78) while studying reminds me of sweet childhood days and I feel.. well.. at home!

Technically, Faroe Islands is a part of Denmark (which kind of annoys me) so there’s no such thing as “Faroese citizenship” – my passport remain Danish. And since I grew up there, my roots are Danish. The Faroe Islands should be independent (a completely different topic and discussion), because they have their own language, culture, and all in all a different identity. They are Faroese indeed – not Danish. I don’t care about myself when it comes to the identity part of moving, as I see myself more or less as a “world citizen”,  but a Faroese guy told me, which I’ll never forget:

“Anina, are you sure you don’t have Faroese ancestors? You speak Faroese perfectly, you love living here, you join chain dances, sail, hike and enjoy Faroese foods.. you are Faroese!” 😀 “Nei” I said, because I grew up in Denmark. “Well” he said – “then you’re a Faroedane!”

That does sound cool!

But it doesn’t change, that when I’m in the Faroe Islands (home) I miss Denmark (home) and when I’m in Denmark, I miss the Faroe Islands. I guess that will never change. I guess I have to look on the bright side – I’m very fortunate to have people around me who cares about me, and where ever I am; home is where the heart is.

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Somehow I’m glad I’m in Denmark these days. There was a storm in the Faroes yesterday, that was the worst for a very long time. The Faroese people say the worst storm they remember, was back in 1988, but that one yesterday was even worse. Houses were destroyed.. which says everything, because Faroese houses are built to stand hurricanes.. waves had lifted boats out of harbours and tossed them around, huge parts of the country had no electricity (including our house for 14 hours).. and to make it even worse, this was a snow storm. My boyfriend said he couldn’t find his car! That is very, very unusual for the Faroe Islands… they know of “snow”, but not that much. Guess this was a test of what the Faroe Islands would look like, if the warm Gulf Stream changed.

But one thing annoyed me.. the wind speeds wasn’t unusual for a Faroese winter storm. The wind speeds were at 60 m/s or 135 mph, and we’ve seen that before, without lifting an eyebrow. But my boyfriend said, “well, this has something to do with what corner of the world the wind comes from…added all the snow of course”. So if this had been a typical west-wind-storm, it wouldn’t had caused so much damage.

The good thing about all this mess… now we can talk about weather for a looong time 😆 King of all topics!

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