An Acquaintance with the Foggy Soul of the Faroes

Faroes fog beguiles me. Soothes, transforms, dances, displays a bipolar emotional state that hypnotizes and draws me into its trance. I find my pen has unknown depths of poetry. Through the fog, I hear whispered traces of the Faroese soul. And what I hear fascinates me endlessly.

My introduction to the fog of the Faroe Islands came on a ferry to the southernmost island of this North Atlantic island archipelago. Throughout the day, the fog rolled in and out, obscuring half of Tvøroyri’s fjord in white and barely tangible ghostly form, while the other side blinded me in the intense sun.

It is here that I also received my first encounter with the Faroese hospitality. For all their reticent reserve, the people are endlessly giving of themselves. I found myself in the car of  a local woman, Elin, as she drove me to her hometown Fámjin and introduced me to half her village as the local fishermen plucked feathers from seabirds and treated me to coffee and rolls in her home. It all happened so fast, book-ended by wispy fog, that I still wonder if it was all a dream.

Thankfully, I have photos to prove it happened. To view my photo slide show, click on the link below.

Suðuroy, Faroe Islands


About chronictraveler

Chronic Traveler starts as a dream, one that I thought I had lost, but that has slowly changed into a mission to realize and live that dream every day. In December 2007 I became seriously ill and the doctors did not know what was causing my illness. I had to stop teaching as my life tumbled into a never-ending nightmare of doctors, hospitals and tests. Finally, in May 2008 I was diagnosed with a chronic condition - fibromyalgia. I was only 26 years old at the time. I have had to give up teaching, and now work part-time at a performing arts center as I learn how to manage my condition and improve my quality of life. What helped me through the months of uncertainty and sickness, and continues to inspire me, was a new focus on what truly mattered to me: family, friends, gardening, the arts, and especially travel. I have always fed my soul by traveling, ever since I first stepped off the plane at age 16 in Kathmandu, Nepal to help with an orphanage's building project. Meeting new people and experiencing how they live and how they view the world infuses my life with a richness I was so afraid I would lose when the doctor first said, "You have fibromyalgia". This blog is my story, as I begin to forge a new path. I am embracing my life as it is, with the fibromyalgia pain and fatigue, and learning to do what I love regardless. It may mean I have to go slower and take more naps or breaks! But I am determined to learn how to travel and experience the world, and hopefully what I learn will help others like me who believe their medical condition stands in the way of their travel dreams.
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