Flying into the island looked as if i was entering LOST, all you could see was fog and then suddenly an eerie island emerged from no where with rolling hills, green grass, and large cliffs. What am I getting into?
You have to take a bus from the airport into the main town, Torshavn which was about 49km away. Everything is in kilometers here, oy why am I American? I met with two teachers from Europe, one was Swedish the other British and we had a nice chit chat on the bus ride. They couldn't believe I was such a world traveler and said that I seemed a bit crazy haha, they kept teasing that they were looking forward to seeing me on television riding the local sheep.
Once I arrived at the bus stop I borrowed a locals phone to call the crew, I was here! They sent down Rupert, a lovely Australian man in a marked Sea Shepherd van. (aka bertha)
Apparently a lot had been going on before I came,
- car crashes
- vandalism
- harrassment
- stolen license plates
When I arrived everyone was in the main living area, eating, cooking, on their computers, talking. I had entered headquarters. And it felt like home. I met a few of the people, and finally ate something. With all the excitement I almost forgot I was starving.
It's go go go here, so I went went went to bed.
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