dear old sleepy thing the sheep school and me same church Deadwood and Hollywood Looking North Rain, fog, sun and wind in a day. $30 fish and chips, every house sided with different colored corrugated sheet metal, no trash/litter, English everywhere which may become, in time, the first language not second. This morning we leave Stikk on the ferry Baldur thus leaving Snuffles Peninsula. Heading for Hotel Latrabjarg after the two and a half hour ferry ride to Flókalundur. Following Floka we travelled a gravel and pot-holed road to our hotel where our host, a real personable fellow, came out of somewhere, I believe straight out of the mountain. We were the only people visible in any direction. We had dinner on site in an elegant dining room. R claimed dinner was good.