I Wished I Had a Mobile But Then Was Glad I Didn´t

oh goodness, it has been another week! :)

I have been to an apple farm south of Copenhagen and am now on a charming Island called Fejø. Tomorrow I go to Odense and then Billund, from where I will fly to Scotland! I will be working on an organic farm that also brews organic beer! I am looking forward to that.

Okay, I have a story to tell you. It is called "I Wished I Had a Mobile But Then Was Glad I Didn´t"

I left the apple farm with a nice farewell from the owners there. It was going to be quite a process, with trains and buses and ferries, to get to the next place on the remote island of Fejø. I was happy to be traveling again. It was a beautiful day, with normal Danish wind and normal Danish clouds momentarily flitting in front of the sun.

I had arranged with the next farm (Mick and Anne) to arrive on the island sometime in the evening that day. I was supposed to call to tell Mick which ferry I would be taking. At the first connection I looked for a phone but didn´t find one. I didnt have time at any other connections either, but I was not worried because, of course, the ferry station would have one. I began to wish that I had a mobile.

The ferry station was not much to speak of. No restrooms, and no phone. My optimistic self still didn't worry. I hopped on the boat and went out on the deck to feel the wind and watch the bounty of jellyfish in the water. I was hoping to find a store at the other end... or something. Fifteen minutes later the boat docked at Fejø. There were only houses. No stores. No phones.

So, there I was, on an island with no way to contact my soon to be hosts. I did the only thing I could. There was only one road, so I started walking.... and walked some more. I asked some people I passed if they knew where a phone was... and they gave me the "I dont speak English" look. So I kept walking... thinking... "Maybe I will just find them." Ha. I kept my eye out for nice-looking people.

Finally, I passed a young-looking woman standing near her car. I called out and asked if she spoke English... she did. YES! So, then I asked if she knew where I could find a phone... she did. YES! She brought out her mobile (what generosity!). I told her I was calling Mick Malloney and asked if she knew him. She did. YES! "What good fortune," I thought. I asked if she knew where his house was and she offered to walk me there! YES! It was a pretty long way. She hadn´t seen them in about four years and they were happy she visited... and I was happy she showed me the way. Later she explained that the nearest store was at the other end of the island (six kilometers away).

And then I was glad I didn´t have a mobile because it was so cool the way things worked out. Of the 700 people on the island, I found her. She walked me the whole way, and she even had some interesting stories and bits of information! So, I suppose, the moral of this story is, life goes on without cell phones, (and it might even be a little better without them).

The End.