Norwegian Diary 
This charming little town boasts the world’s shortest name—simply “Å,” like a poetic whisper at the edge of civilization. Nestled at the southernmost tip of Norway’s breathtaking Lofoten Islands, its name comes from the final letter of the Norwegian alphabet, perfectly capturing its peaceful, end-of-the-world atmosphere.
Once a thriving fishing village built around the cod trade, Å now serves as both a living museum and the dramatic finale of the scenic E10 highway. The town’s iconic red fishermen’s cabins stand like ruby jewels against the Arctic landscape, while traditional wooden racks still display their precious cargo of wind-dried cod—a centuries-old tradition preserved in modern times.
Just a short drive from the picturesque Reine, we arrived under golden sunshine to discover Å’s unique magic. Where Reine buzzes with modest activity, Å embraces silence like an old friend. Time seems to stand still here—the perfect sanctuary for introverts to lose themselves in dramatic fjord views, warm up with rich cod stew, and indulge in freshly baked cinnamon buns while the Arctic light paints the sky.
The occasional cry of seabirds only deepens the sense of peaceful isolation, making every moment feel like a private audience with Norway’s wild beauty.
