Finding the way…
Finding the way…
5 entries

A calmer Arctic Circle than the cold one I remembered, a farm full of reindeer, and a rained out hike that ended in someone else's football match.

An airport express that never ran, a hike into mosquito season, and six months of planning paid off under a sun that doesn't set in summer.

The Santa Claus Express carried me south again, one splurge behind me, a delayed flight still ahead.

The one thing on this whole trip I paid full price for: a night at the Arctic SnowHotel and dinner built of ice.
The train arrived at twenty past seven into near total polar darkness, a quiet recovery day with nothing booked, before Rovaniemi's one splurge.