blustery day

Yesterday – Tuesday – had the kind of weather I had feared when we decided to come to the Faroe Islands in October.

It was wonderful to have glorious sunshine, cool temps, and calm days for the previous days. Not this day.

Tuesday was wind, rain and wind gusts! I came close to being blown over a couple of times. Especially while we were trying to pump gas. I literally was blown into my friend, shouting the whole time. Shouting when startled or falling has become a trademark of my response to “suddden” in my life.

Of course we began our day at our coffee cafe. We lolled long enough to make plans – yes, in spite of the threat of nasty weather; and to write postcards.

Then it was off to the police department where one pays parking fines. The parking near our coffee place is good for 30 minutes, so there is a lot of running out to move the car a space or two, and reset the clock which is found in a corner of the windshield. I miss-set it.

Then we drove to the island of Vagar, where the airport is located. I needed to take proof of having paid the fine so the rental car agency would not pay it again. We were to leave too early the next morning to take care of this before the flight. Anyway, the day was lovely, if brisk.

As we drove to Vagar, the winds picked up some waterfalls were falling up.

Still, it was such a gorgeous drive.