tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27459688869301617552012-02-16T16:26:40.590-08:00Jennifer Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06380384807024781650noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745968886930161755.post-82778312296875482932008-08-25T10:54:00.000-07:002008-08-26T20:37:18.505-07:00What a strange place to begin: before the beginning. Or, maybe it's right in the middle. I'm really not sure. Of this, I am sure: something is new--and I am alive with the challenge.<div><br /></div><div>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... </div><div><br /></div><div>It's in the arctic. </div><div>It's cold. </div><div>For half of the year it gets absolutely NO sunlight.</div><div><br /></div><div>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. </div><div><br /></div><div>But, it is an adventure, and against all odds, I am ridiculously excited. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745968886930161755-8277831229687548293?l=alertinalert.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jennifer Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06380384807024781650noreply@blogger.com2