In one week, I'll be leaving the late Ontario summer to work in Alert, Nunavut. I'm told that it is the farthest North a person can feasibly live...
It's in the arctic.
It's cold.
For half of the year it gets absolutely NO sunlight.
I am more of a hot weather, waves and sunshine kind of girl. I like temperatures that leave beads of perspiration on people's forearms. I usually tolerate winter, so this concept of relocating to a perpetually frozen landscape is something that I still can't fully understand.
But, it is an adventure, and against all odds, I am ridiculously excited.
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INVICTUS
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul. -
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed. -
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate;
I am the captain of my soul
Please, continue your blog.
Welcome to Nunavut.
We look forward to reading more of your adventure in Alert. The farthest north I've been is Grise Fiord and they call that the roof of the world. I guess you can call Alert the heavens of the north.
There is a very vibrant blogging community north of 60.
One thing to remember is even thought it is dark 6 months of the year the other 6 months is always light.
Good luck.
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