The Faroe Islands are made up of many, err, islands – some of them interconnected by bridges or subsea tunnels.  By the time we deplaned, cleared passport control, and collected our rental car (aka the Red Rocket – never has a nickname been so inaccurate), we had several hours of daylight left – so we set out to explore “our” island, Vagar.  This is where the airport is located, and we are staying a few kilometres east, in the small town of Midvagur.

Vagar has very few roads, making it an easy choice of where to go. We soon learned that when it’s not raining, it’s drizzling.  That didn’t stop us enjoying some spectacular scenery, including the famous Mulafossur waterfall.  We were lucky to be there with only a couple of other people.

We also quickly learned about Faroese driving etiquette.  Many roads only have room for a single car, but there are numerous places to pull over and allow others to pass.  Keep an eye out for oncoming traffic, and duck in to a space to allow passing, as soon as you see one. Chances are you’ve pulled up next to a waterfall, and you have a moment to appreciate the view.

Then there are the sheep. These ones are remarkably sensible when it comes to cars, and they quickly get off the road.  I couldn’t help thinking about the road crossing scene in “The Sheep Detectives”.