The weather in Nanortalik was overcast and very cold (35).
And the fact that it was a tender port made us consider not going ashore. Added to that, I had not been able to find
any information about the town online, and our port guide listed only one
church and a small museum as things to see.
But we went ashore anyway, and we were really glad we did. Unlike Qaqortoq, which was quite civilized
and half the population was blond Scandinavians, this was truly a native
fishing village. The people, who looked
like Inuits, were very friendly, although their English was very limited. One older woman came up to us smiling broadly saying, "Have a nice day." Their homes were simple but colorful. We spend several hours there and pretty much
walked the whole area. We were so glad
we went ashore.
After spending the afternoon in the Explorers lounge
reading, we returned to our cabin to find things in disarray. The toilet in the cabin next door had
overflowed, flooding that cabin and seeping part way into ours. One bed was pushed to the other side and
there was a large heater blowing warm air to dry the carpet. We stayed away until about 8:30.
When we returned the carpet was still wet, but they removed the heater
for the night.
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