We have been travelling too much for me to find the time to write and post photos, but since my last post, Mark and I managed to rent a car in Klaksvík, the second largest town in the Faroes, on the northern island of Borðoy. We enquired at the travel information office about car rental and were told that one could only rent them at the airport. However, there was a man in the town who sometimes rented out his car to travellers. The information officer would call to see if it was available. It was: a brand new black Ford Focus station wagon with only 3500 km on it. We used it to drive to Viðoy, the northermost island in the Faroes, and spent some time exploring Viðareiði, the northernmost town in the archipelago. Then we drove to the island of Kunoy. The northern islands have tunnels bored through them, linking the tiny settlements. Unlike the other tunnels which the buses we have taken pass through, which are two-laned and well lit, the northern tunnels are only one lane and have no lights at all. Cars driving north have the right of way and there are several turn-off areas where southbound cars can pull into to allow the northern vehicle to pass. There are enough laybys so Mark could easily pull up into one the moment he saw approaching car lights. However there is a degree of backing up that is still required to get out of them. Mark could not figure out how to use the stick shift to reverse so for a while I was in white-knuckled panic while my insides churned up a storm in nervousness should we find the immediate need to pull into a layby. Fortunately we never had to reverse direction yet at the entrance to one tunnel the car jerked to a stop and while Mark tried to restart it the impatient van behind us honked at us. On the way to Kunoy we stopped back in Klaksvík so Mark could learn how to reverse on the stick shift. The car did come with a manual, but it was in Danish and I could not interpret it for him. I will post photos of the northern Faroes to accompany this post.

We spent one day in Copenhagen and I was on the hunt for books about the Greenlandic language. I figured that the majority of books I would find would be in Danish, and Greenlandic language course books would be written for Danish speakers. I have been to Copenhagen on two prior occasions and discovered this–which was really no surprise–yet today in a second-hand shop among the Danish books on Greenlandic I did find one book in English with a short chapter on the Greenlandic language, plus some stories written in Greenlandic and translated into English, plus a CD of the storytellers telling their stories.

Later on today we flew to Berlin were we are staying at the enormous home of a friend of Mark’s. I hope to have the time before we leave on Sunday to post some photos of our final days in the Faroes. I love the northern Faroe islands and want to see more of them.