Oh Lofoten. Stunning, gorgeous, breathtaking, jaw-dropping Lofoten. Tourist-ridden, victim-of-its-own-success, eye-wateringly expensive Lofoten.
It’s been 5 days since I touched down on the blessed archipelago and it’s been eventful, to say the least. My feet are more blisters than feet right now and I’ve taken a day off for R&R. In this instance that involves a fresh baked kanelbolle (cinnamon bun), refillable filter coffee and free wifi at the bakery near my hostel in Å (pronounced like the oo in door). Gather round as I recount the last few days until I get kicked out of here.
{EDIT: So this blog started out on Tumblr, just as I had done when I was writing things up during Iceland. The image compression on Tumblr is pretty woeful and I couldn't find a way around it, so here I am spending my designated R&R day moving things across to the greener pastures of Squarespace, and now in the comforts of my own private matchbox of a room.}