Arctic Holiday Day 2: A night in the Igloo
A loud rumble awoke me, I had only been asleep a few hours since arriving from Tromso. We were greeted by Sue and shown to our room, large wooden beams and a warm soft bed awaited us which we took full advantage of. The rumbles continued, they were subtle at first, but after more than 16 hours since our last meal the rumbles grew louder & louder!
Breakfast was a gods send, a full English Scandinavian style. Having settled the hunger, we retreated to the Sami lounge where Ian welcomed us to his hotel and gave us a bit of history. The lounge we were sat is was named after the native Sami’s, who are Europe’s northernmost and the Nordic countries’ only officially indigenous people.
Arctic Holiday Day 1: London to Lapland
I would be lying if I were to tell you Abbey & I were always punctual for things, Abbey is usually the one to blame, realising she hadn’t packed her suitcase just before we set off to Edinburgh last Valentines is a good example. This time, however, I decided we would be very punctual, so very punctual in fact that we got to the airport over 5 hours before our flight was due to leave. I don’t truly believe it’s fashionable to be late for things but in this instance, having done the rounds of every shop at least twice and eaten enough food to feed a small army, I am starting to believe Abbey’s knack of making us late actually has it’s uses. (more…)