you think back to some of the stuff you've seen, to some of the places you've travelled and it just makes you realize how perfect the place you're standing in right now is the exact right one. there was a time not very long ago, just a few years, where i didn't even know what the northern lights were, but i was on the perfect path to go ass over tea kettle right under them, so to speak. and so right now, travelling between vancouver and yellowknife every weekend to chase them, because it feels the best thing in the world to do, i'd never imagined i'd have felt what it could be like to share the aurora with friends, who, for the last three years, and have been wanting so much to see them with their own eyes. when one of jen's friends at work got wind of our insanity, she wanted nothing more than to meet us there for the lights. and on night two, we did. and while there was no drive into the far out countryside, or car to keep warm in, it was perfect. there were the lights, and there we all were to shout out to one another when the aurora began to pulse stronger and dance vividly. who'd have ever thought flying to such a perfect city in the north of our country was actually attainable every weekend, or to make such great friends, and have such breathtaking experiences. who'd have known.