The North, ii

Sørøya. We drove 5 hours to take a ferry to an island, where we spent another couple of days. The reason why I was in The North was to interpret for a documentary movie (!) and here we spent most time talking to a 94 year old blind lady. She has the cutest house, makes the best waffles and every single moment I wasn't interpreting, I went for walks.

Once again:
I'm so glad I didn't grow up here, and at the same time I'm so jealous of the people who did. ❤