Touch and go

For the second night in a row, I was out of the house early. Early, early. Twilight was still on the horizon, and the aurora was already dancing overhead.

It was almost the anxiety inducing aurora of this is all just too beautiful and too much will never be enough.

“Every kilometre felt like an eternity.”

But it was on to grab my guests and get out of town, or try to get out of town without pulling over every 100m. We couldn’t get away fast enough. Every kilometre felt like an eternity. We made a stop on our way out, and then another trying not to miss a moment. And finally in a quieter moment, made our final run to where we settled in for the night.