Am I nervous, Fuck yeah. Wouldn't you be? I just quit my job, sold my things, and said I'm going to Europe to save the whales from crazy whale killers. Could I die? Possibly. More likely i'll come back crazy or end up arrested for interfering with a slaughter. Honestly I just hope I make a difference. I don't want to go all the way to the Faroes and do nothing. I want to make a difference in my lifetime.
I hope this is the beginning of change.
On the plane I sat next to this lovely Danish couple. First thing they asked me was, "Are you a Sea Shepherd?"
First thing i thought was oh no, my cover is blown! I'm not even in my gear, how could they know. But they laughed and said "you're traveling alone to the Faroe Islands with the largest backpack we've seen, you'd have to be a Sea Shepherd to be going out there for that long"
Turns out they were supporters and they asked me questions about Paul, the organization, and the Faroes the entire 7 hour plane ride. They also fed me butterscotch candies, which was very sweet considering I had brought no food with me on the plane. When we landed I only had ten minutes to catch my next flight to Denmark, leaving me no time to get food, or to explore Iceland. But I did pause to take a picture with a feathery friend.
The Danish couple bid me well and told me to be safe, also that theyd be watching the news waiting for us to be on television.
Landing in Denmark seemed like I stepped into Ikea on steroids. There was large cafes, an HM, victoria's secret and all these other stores. And we had to board the plane like celebrities taking a private shuttle out to the plane and boarding on those staircases you see in the movies. This plane was much smaller then Icelandair, with no free movies or iphone charges, also the plane was filled with anti Sea Shepherd natives who would not be happy to find out who I was or why I was coming. So i kept my hood up, my head down, and my headphones in. Only one more flight to go.
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