Post by Esme Silverforce on Dec 23, 2015 7:17:53 GMT 10
During my last year in school we got an assignment in my English class to write an imaginary travelling diary. I wrote one of myself discovering Jorvik in lack of better ideas.
Between every part of the diary a few days goes by, since I though it would be more realistic not to write every single day. Please note that English is not my first language! (I actually did translate this back to Swedish a while back, since a few of my blog readers asked to read it)
I'm posting one part at a time, so you guys have the chance to read it little by little
Day 1 – Arrival and settling in
Tourists are not very common on this small, rocky island – which I noticed quite soon, thank you very much. The locals can barely contain their excitement to finally have a tourist they can help in every possible manner. Everyone is happy, welcoming and very helpful, and they seem to love to finally be able to share the history and legends of the island with someone who hasn’t heard the stories a hundred times before.
Roads seem to be virtually non-existent. I’ve spent most of the day walking down the streets of the islands only proper city, and I’ve only seen about four cars. I do know that you could take the ferries down at the port, but otherwise you’ll have to hike by foot or make your way around by horseback. The terrain of the island is pretty much inaccessible to large vehicles, but I’m fine with walking.
Just outside of the town there is a very dense forest. It’s quite fascinating – you only need to walk a very short distance into the woods to block out most of the daylight, and there’s a rich variety in animal and plant life. Many of the species probably can’t even be found on the mainland! The locals also have told me about a legend that tells about a ghost horse that can be seen in the forest during night time, and the sight of him brings luck. I’m not sure if I dare to explore the woods after sunset, so I guess I’ll just take their word for it.
Between every part of the diary a few days goes by, since I though it would be more realistic not to write every single day. Please note that English is not my first language! (I actually did translate this back to Swedish a while back, since a few of my blog readers asked to read it)
I'm posting one part at a time, so you guys have the chance to read it little by little
Day 1 – Arrival and settling in
Tourists are not very common on this small, rocky island – which I noticed quite soon, thank you very much. The locals can barely contain their excitement to finally have a tourist they can help in every possible manner. Everyone is happy, welcoming and very helpful, and they seem to love to finally be able to share the history and legends of the island with someone who hasn’t heard the stories a hundred times before.
Roads seem to be virtually non-existent. I’ve spent most of the day walking down the streets of the islands only proper city, and I’ve only seen about four cars. I do know that you could take the ferries down at the port, but otherwise you’ll have to hike by foot or make your way around by horseback. The terrain of the island is pretty much inaccessible to large vehicles, but I’m fine with walking.
Just outside of the town there is a very dense forest. It’s quite fascinating – you only need to walk a very short distance into the woods to block out most of the daylight, and there’s a rich variety in animal and plant life. Many of the species probably can’t even be found on the mainland! The locals also have told me about a legend that tells about a ghost horse that can be seen in the forest during night time, and the sight of him brings luck. I’m not sure if I dare to explore the woods after sunset, so I guess I’ll just take their word for it.