I assume you dream of vacationing there. Why ever would you not? While others are sipping a mai tai on a sun-kissed beach, you are trekking through ice. Someone told you how “beautiful” it is, and then you jumped in both feet first. But you’re not swimming in a cool, clear, blue ocean. You’re not floating on a salty, Mediterranean sea. Nope, YOU, my friend… are polar bearing. But isn’t that the joy of adventure?
My dear friend from Spain just sent me a postcard from Nordkapp, Norway. I think the pictures on this website pretty much explain everything. There’s open flame (to cook with, I assume), people to drink potent water from puddles (impossible). Half the website I’m sure would be helpful if I spoke, say, Norwegian. They definitely are seeking a broad audience base, aren’t they.
Yet somehow things like this draw me. A recommendation from a friend. A photo depicting a small, straggled group in down jackets watching a sunrise at the edge of the earth.
Who wants to join me?