Its pronounced Nunor talick said very quickly, not Nan Nor Ta lick like we
were saying.
We must have sailed down at a snail's pace after our departure from Qaqatoq
yesterday, as we were only a stones throw away. Still reeling from the
disappointment from missing our ice cap trip, we couldn't understand how we
could spend another full day in a village smaller than the one we visited
yesterday.
Well how wrong were we - it was smaller, but there was something about it.
It seemed more welcoming, the scenery although the same, just seemed
prettier with its colourful homes, beautiful reflections and the masses of
flowers.
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