The view from my window at the Hotel Føroyar was quite spectacular – when the fog lifted. The city was laid out below me with a pale blue mother ship lying at anchor in the bay. Because there’s not enough permanent cold-storage available in the city for all the fish caught in the surrounding seas, the Phoenix lies at anchor to take up the slack.
We started our day with a walking tour of the old centre of Tórshavn. This part of the city is called Tinganes.
Traditionally, only two colours were used for the houses: black and white. The walls of the buildings were painted black while the window frames were white. The black, I believe, came from the use of creosote, a preservative. This was necessary to protect the wood from the elements, particularly due the ever-present salt-laden air. Nowadays, black paint is the chosen material as it is not so injurious to health as creosote. Sod, or turf, was the traditional roof covering with the practice still continuing today on some buildings.
We walked on to the small harbour which is surrounded by old and new buildings.
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The port was protected by the Skansin fortification which was built on a small hill. Today, this is the location of a lighthouse.
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After this walk, Dagfinn, our driver/guide, decided to head for what he believed would be a sunnier part of this island. And we’ll go there in my next musings. D