Day:204, Words:204

The sun tried to squeeze through the thick layers of clouds today just as we were packing to return home to Øksfjord. What is it about suitcases and the way they expand in size, making it suddenly impossible to fit into the car. By late evening we were home, in sleepy Øksfjord, after three weeks away. Our bin was not in its usual place as our kind neighbour had put in out on bin day.

There was a certain feeling of apprehension as we drove passed our cellar door. Prior to leaving for our holidays, we had consulted the local 'AKSIS' a business that provides work for people who find it hard to find other employment for a number of reasons.

The Øksfjord department has provided many locals with handmade furniture, book shelves and picture frames and we had requested a dog door to be installed in our cellar door. In typical Finnmark fashion, we left for our holiday without a celler door but with an assurance that it would be done within a day or two. A day or two can sometimes translate to four months up here, so were plesantly suprised to find a magnificent cellar door complete with installed beagle entrance.