In August 2016, I flew over the ocean from Reykjavik to Amsterdam. It was an exceptional clear day. I looked out the window at one point and saw a group of islands far below. The water was beating against the rough cliffs. I stared at it for as long as possible. Call it luck, maybe faith, but despite being 30K feet up in the air, my phone's navigation was still working. A little blue dot told me that we had just passed the Faroe Islands. In the next twelve months, I visited this archipelago twice, to visualize its stunning landscapes, but above all, to portray the kind, inventive, and persevering people who inhabit these unique islands. They are the reason I will keep coming back. Takk fyri to Susanna, Levi, Óli, Anna, Poul, Jóannes, Jacklin, and many others who have made my stays unforgettable.