If you don’t know where the Faroe Islands are, that’s OK. To be honest, it’s not all that strange, considering the total land mass of the 18 islands that make up the Faroe Islands is about 6,500 smaller than the USA, and their population 28,000 times smaller than China’s. The fact you don’t know where the Faroe Islands are located just goes to show, perhaps, that even though the planet has been well charted and documented, there are still new discoveries to be made.

An extraordinary light play on the islands, as forms take shape, ebb, fade and change character in tandem with the mist, wind, rain and sunshine. Towering sea cliff front the northern islands, where human life would seem implausible were it not for the brightly colored timber houses that dot the landscape. Starkly beautiful mountainous interiors stretch for mile upon mile, often with nary another soul to disturb the solitude of hikers. The gentler southern islands are also prime territory for summer walks, punctuated at every turn by waterfalls, or the call of an oyster-catcher or curlew. Indeed, these islands are a haven for bird life; cliff-face vantage points are staked out by puffin, Guillemot, Arctic terns and many other species, which all number among the millions of winged visitors each summer.

I visited Faroe Islands and my story is this. Everyone has a place where he feels happy. Associated with the best moments in life, it makes you come back again and again. The Faroe Islands are exactly the place for us. Our first travel has changed that incredibly beautiful and breathtakingly unfamiliar land to the place where every fjord, cliff and village is keeping our small stories. Near the 100-year-old lighthouse we made our first step to being a family. Near a cliff we sit and drink tea with Ema, who hosted us for a few days and became our true friend. In the house of farmers, we had one of the coziest evenings in our life. The best thing about Faroe Islands is you can go on a boat trip, road trip, adventure, fishing and angling.