We came like a quick breeze, a quick visit and then we left again. Still, this visit will be remembered. It’s was not like the trip to any other game, the experience of the nature and the landscape was amazing. When we drove around a few of the islands we saw green hills that probably sprung from some kind of volcano. I felt small when comparing us humans to the hills. Imagine how you need to live in harmony with nature, as the mountains one day might let you know that things are about to change around here. The sheep enjoyed every bit of it, although it wasn’t as many sheep as I had expected. Still, they walk on the roads and everywhere they like, must be a heaven for a sheep.
We played the game, a victory with 0-5. It’s impressive that the opponent manage to keep the score down as much since they only have ca 50.000 people living on these islands. Of course some of the players might live elsewhere, but still. I consider Sweden a small country and we got 9 million people.
I learned that the Farao Islands have a queen called Margareta (I think) and that it’s intertwined with Denmark somehow. I also learned that the biggest export comes from fishing and that the airport is called Vága which reminds me of the Swedish word våga (dare) which came in handy when we landed in the storm.
I think I will come back to the Farao Islands at some point since it was such a great experience. Outside our hotel the view was amazing and it was completely quiet. Only the wind left it’s imprint on the grass and the ears. On the way back we had the flight to ourselves and I got to see the wonderful view from the cockpit. That too was truly wonderful.
Now we have had a few days off, to celebrate the Swedish tradition Midsummer. Tomorrow we are back on track as we take on KIF/Örebro. Watch it live or via the television if you are in Sweden.