The word incredible comes to mind when I think over the past five weeks. It’s the last day for me at the Arctic Circle in a little fishing village- Thorshovn-of five hundred people. The window in the living room of the Jorvik Hotel is a moving scene, changing by the minute. Ducks bobbing up and down in the fjord, talking to each other, and birds sailing past the window will live in my memory forever.
I have walked everyday, with only two exceptions, when I decided to rest from the weather that often enveloped me in sunshine, snow, sleet, rain and extreme winds. Sometimes the change in weather occurred when on a walk, therefore, my Icelandic sweater became my refuge.
Siggi, the owner of the hotel has been so kind, expecting little out of me but to enjoy myself, relax and choose to spend my day the way I want. I have learned much about his beloved country of Iceland and I will miss him and his loving little cat, I nicknamed, Smokey, a real princess.
I’m going to miss the little village and its people who wondered, “who is that white haired lady with a camera, taking shots of our town?” People have been kind to me once they learned of my intentions. I’m leaving and taking the mystery with me.
Today on my last walk to the Grillskillen, the owner gave me a hug, said it was pleasure having me in town and in her store. She bid me a safe journey. The young lady, Hulda, who was mentioned in an earlier post, left for a vacation in Spain yesterday, so our goodbyes were said at that time. In the grocery store, the owner also bid me a safe journey as I purchased enough food to last until tomorrow, when I leave on a small plane. By the way, traveling by plane is a normal here, and is close to the same cost by car or bus. Coming to Thorshovn required staying all night at a cabin along the way, which adds to the expense.
In this town I have met the mayor, police chief, fishing inspectors, roads administrator, fishermen, neighbors, post office employees, pharmacy manager, manager of the swimming pool and sports hall, the new head mistress, two restaurant owners, a retired commercial pilot, a movie actress and director, and many other good people in the town. I have been interviewed for National Icelandic Television and a radio station streamed an interview of me from the states.
I have soaked up knowledge of the town, the Icelandic culture, and the life of the rugged people who live on the edge of the Arctic Circle. Remembering their fortitude in facing the winters, and other surprises of nature, will live in my heart, and using their lifestyle as an example, will keep me strong forever. See you in Reykjavik.