The car came in from the right, crossed the wide, open space , made a u-turn and stopped. The engine was still running, no one came out.
This is by the ferry stop, from where you can get out to Kökar. The scene is like taken from a film. It struck me how different life sometimes appears when you’re away from the urban World and visiting Åland. Life is much slower and trends have impact years after they were forgotten about on mainland. The sea has a calming effect on everything, if you throw a stone in the sea on mainland, it must be darn big to make the waves move all the way out to Åland. What has this to do with the scene above? Nothing, and everything.
The people in the car were a family, grandpa stayed behind the wheel, but a father and his daughter eventually came out. They were waiting for the ferry, with which the kid’s grandma were coming.
Fine, a bit like a film-noir scenery. And definitely astonishing to see an old US-style gas guzzler driving around in Sweden.
Thanks, Markus, film noir was definitely on the map when I retouched this image. This is on a Finnish island between Sweden and Finland, and you would be surprised how many of these old American cars there are there. Not like Cuba, but anyway…