Maybe it’s the geography nerd in me, but there’s something that feels cool about being somewhere that’s an extreme point on the map. Either somewhere very far north or south, or especially isolated… I can almost feel a physical perking up of the senses.
Rhys and I made it into the Arctic Circle, on a relatively nice day. I loved being up in the far north of Finland. Like it was a nice resting spot, tucked away from the world to our south caught up in so much drama. Crisp air and untouched snow only added to the effect.
I wish I could come back here easily, again and again, making it like some sort of recurring escape. But part of what makes it special is the inconvenience.
I do hope to make it back to the Arctic though. From Iceland to Canada to Alaska to Finland, these extremely Northern locations have yet to let me down.