“Watch out for sheep,” I remind my partner as we round a cliffside corner. I peer over the edge only to realize a narrow slice of pavement is the only thing separating us from a 60-meter drop into the icy North Atlantic waters.
Travelers may struggle to pinpoint it on a map, but that’s only because the Faroe Islands is a destination you have to see to believe. Towering green hillsides against salmon-filled fjords and colorful turf-roofed villages are like Jurassic Park meets Hans…

