Frigid Hospitality in the Faroe Islands
<p>The Faroese are not a friendly people.</p>
<p>This was my feeling within an hour of landing at Vagar Airport that cold snowy afternoon in late November.</p>
<p>I’d tried to board a bus and was met with stony silence from the bus driver when I asked if it was going to town. Neither did he offer to help me with my luggage or offer to open the luggage compartment that I knew the bus had on its side.</p>
<p>Even after the driver drove off, making me half fall out of the bus as I was still trying to get my luggage up, he hadn’t said a word to me.</p>
<p>So went my unpromising introduction to the Faroe Islands, a remote Danish territory halfway between Norway and Iceland.</p>
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