At 08:15, I was the last one in our cabin to get up, and yet the first one in last night. Guess I’m just a lazy sod!
However, the beds were not comfortable at all, which meant a restless night, so I don’t blame the others for only spending the least amount of time in them.
My phone battery was completely flat, so I didn’t even know the time at first. Once I had got up, finding a power socket was my first priority. As I sat in the seating area with my phone charging, I looked out of the window and thankfully once again a calm sea. We past some land, which I believe to be the Shetland Islands.
There was not many people about, but guessed they were all eating breakfast, and with the calm sea, I was rather tempted myself.
After 20 minutes I gave in to temptation and went to the cafeteria for breakfast. Just as I got my tray full of food and headed to my seat, I felt as bit unstable on my feet. Surely the sea has not got that rough so quickly? But then I noticed that the cafeteria was located at the back end of the boat, hence feeling the movement of the boat more. Note to self, keep in the centre of the small ferry boat when I go to Grimsey Island.
The day was mostly spent sitting around, with the seats only slightly more comfortable than the bed. Problem was, when I got up to stretch my legs, as was required often to prevent a numb bum, someone was always quick to grab the vacant seat. I guess this a thing when travelling solo, no one available to keep the seats.
On my walk around, I noticed there wasn’t any sickness bags like I have seen on other ferries. Maybe this is an extra cost too!
At one of the areas I sat, I could look through a window and see a bit of deck where passengers were not allowed to go. In fact, the only person I did once see out there was a crew member hosing down. Well the water that had collected on the deck was quite mesmerising to watch, flowing from side to side as the boat rocked with the waves. The amount of water movement and deck coverage changing depending on the boats movement. Although every now and then I was hoping it would rock a bit more to make the a further weld line on the next flow.
Though this was on a calm sea, and if it got rough, I am sure the movement of the contents of my stomach would take over my concentration and my mind would be praying for the rocking motion to stop altogether.
In the afternoon I returned to my cabin for a lie down, and to listen to some music. One of my room mates returned, and we chatted briefly. He said, ‘this was a long journey’, I replied ‘yes it was, but at least it was calm’ He then said, ‘yes, not normally this calm’. When he last done the journey two years ago, it was very rough. Then a few minutes after he left , I could start to feel the boat rock much more than it had before. Was this my imagination playing tricks with me?
But then, being this low in the boat, I could hear the boat crashing through the waves, and this seemed to be louder too. Time to shut my eyes and get some sleep I reckon!
At approximately 17:30, we stopped at the Faroe Islands to drop off and collect passengers plus vehicles. At this point I ventured to the open decks and took a few photos, but the sun was hidden by the low grey clouds.
A couple of photos from our brief stop at Torshavn, the Faroe Islands.
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