This post is about getting a bit lost on tour.
After recording “three days of fever” Greg Haines and I decided to go on a mini tour through Scandinavia. Since I always have to bring a ****load of tape-recorders with me we had to go by car and my girlfriend would be our main chauffeur.
We would start in Berlin and the last gig would be at the Ekko festival in Bergen (NO) after which Greg would fly back to Berlin and my girlfriend and I would take a ferry to Denmark and continue our way back home to The Netherlands.
So I had to book a ferry from Bergen to Denmark. I found one that departed the day after the festival, which was excellent. It would go from Bergen to Torshavn, Denmark. I couldn’t really fin Torshavn on the map, but hey, Denmark isn’t that big so we’d find our way home, so I thought….
…all went pretty well, had two really nice weeks, we were happy but tired. Time to go back home, have regular sleep and no more travelling..
We said goodbye to Greg and got on the ferry. I sat there talking a bit about the Scottish Isles I was once planning to go to for research when I still wanted a carreer as a biologist. Walked through the lobby and found a brochure about the Faroe Islands, a remote group of islands, somewhere halfway between Scotland and Iceland. Pretty odd to find this here on a ferry, I thought.. I started reading a bit: “(…)Torshavn is the capital of the Faroe Islands(…) and part of the kingdom of Denmark” wait, what?!
Yes, my now fiancee (I just asked here to marry me a day before) and I desperately wanted to go home and were now on a ferry to the Faroe Islands… a 23hr trip accross the north sea..
I went back to my girlfriend and sat there is silence.. one minute, two minutes, …, fifteen minutes it took me to find the words; “euhm, I have some news.. we’re not really going to Denmark… we’re on our way to some islands near Iceland…” A strange mixture of feeling pretty bad and laughing a lot at the same time followed. We had to arrange people to take care of or dog (back home) which ment calling a lot for a lot of money most of which was spend on being laughed at for five minutes (3€/minute) trying to explain the situation.
We stayed on the faroe islands for a few days, exploring part of the (misty, rainy, desolate but weirdly beautiful surroundings) waiting for the ferry to take us back to Norway and then to Denmark, finally.
Well, we could have ended up in Greenland, so I consider myself pretty lucky. Also it was a wonderful experience, actually. Except for the fact that I get extremely seasick and we were having a storm for 22 hours…
Lesson; if you want to get to weird places, let me do the planning!
Btw, despite the weird start of our engagement, my wife and I did get married:-)