it’s the same feelings, same situation, different circumstances for me, every single time a trip ends. i come home so fulfilled and willingly hanging around in the best moments from weeks, nights, or just a day on the road. as we hit the arctic circle, and especially as we left dawson city up north and...
“ohh, it’s just… too late in the season now, you won’t be able to see it until winter. you’re just a few weeks too late. they’ve even stopped updating the forecast site.” and i just didn’t understand. maybe i was being stubborn but i felt like i knew better and this trip, i was going...
heiheihei! no no, not you, not you… YOU! yes, you are the one. hang tight a second and promise you’ll try to enjoy a few of these words before skipping over the images – because if you don’t, you’ll end up back here anyway waiting for a few of them to load. i just couldn’t...
