Rush hour in Havstenssund. The autumn evening shadow gently cover the houses, as the sun sets behind the cliffs. The little village prepare for the winter. Lobster fishermen moor their boats in the harbor. There is a chilly wind but in the street it is calm, sheltered by the houses and the white fences. Take a left to the gorge or go straight down to the harbor. Smell the fresh salted wind and listen to the boats tough by. Feel alive.
Breath in breath out, ha de Gött!