Its time to explore the island of Vagar, pronounced – ‘vo ouuR’, think I’ll link the pronunciation site ——-> copy/paste click on it

https://forvo.com/word/v%C3%A1gar/

Last night I jotted down places I wanted to visit and that involved a good 4 hours hike, so the idea was to leave early enough but then again we are in a place where the sun sets at 11:22 pm and sunrise is at 3:30 am, so really, do we need to rush into anything? Nah! Nice breakfast, which is more like a brunch of mixed veggies, meat and rice to keep us going till late evening – and providing energy for exploring around followed by that kick of caffeine to get the heart racing, at least mine! The drive was 1h20 mins long and our first destination was to explore the massive lake towering the ocean cliffs- Sovagsvatn. The walk up to the lake was very pretty and easy enough but of course, we love to venture deeper and higher. Enroute we crossed a lady who decided to climb the highest point of the walkway and relieve herself, and then further down, from the same group of 4, we had the gentleman who planted his hiking sticks in the soft lush green grass and decided he is going to create his waterfall to match the majestic Bøsdalafossur (the biggest waterfall in the North Atlantic Ocean). He stood right at the edge of the cliff face and let it all flow. Turns out they were French. Of course, et alors? Don’t you pipi? That probably would have been the narrative had we decided to fixate our glances on them for any longer than we did. The Bøsdalafossur was way more impressive but I don’t need to explain that to anyone.

WE decided to lose the French and jump across the lake and go over to the other side to see the impressive jagged cliff drops. It was a lovely idea, the humans were all left behind to take the iconic optical illusion picture of the Bøsdalafossur emptying into the ocean, while we messed around creating our optical illusion.

This place is so remote and so tiny in the middle of the Atlantic ocean, but it is so far advanced than the rest of the world with technology and innovative ideas. The Faroese thrive off two very important industries, Fishing, and Tourism. I feel selfish in a way as I want to keep this place all to myself and not share any pictures or any experiences or maybe lose the name of the place and present it as just ‘a place’ on this planet, but my love for this place and respect of its inhabitants is strong enough to put my selfishness aside. Driving further north from Midvagur, we crossed the village of Bour. The island of Tindholmur and the Drangarnir arch is very visible just off the road itself. The best of all was the lovely village of Gasadalur, and getting to see the beautiful waterfall Múlafossur- a picture worth putting on a postcard, and if you google the Faroe Islands, you will see just that.

This lovely little village is the house to 16 friendly Faroese, as small as it is, it has a cafe that produces the most delicious layer cake and a cup of ginger, lemon tea. The village is also the house to Puffins, however, so far I have not been successful in spotting any. The idea is to go visit Mykines but seeing how all I am coming across is the seagulls and black-headed gull, am a bit skeptical going to Mykines ( which is visible from Gasadalur) and probably will resign to the theory that maybe I am a month too early to see the puffins in their full glory. Or maybe they are all hiding from me?

I support the same colours as the Puffin but I am actually an Oystercatcher!

I think I found heaven on earth