On the beauty of fleeting friendships whilst travelling
“A quick walk to the waterfall”? Henry suggested as we made our way up the gangway and into the Icelandic town of Seyðisfjörðu. Our ferry had just arrived, departing Scrabster, the very tip of Scotland, 31 hours ago, sailing via the Faroe Islands to this tiny town in Eastern Iceland. I had met Henry in […]
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