Look what I found!
I have no idea when I wrote anything in here last. It's been months since I even came to read what other people were writing. I checked, it's been well over a year since I wrote anything in here. In that time a lot has happened. Moved back and forth across the country and ended up in Inuvik.
Growing up you heard about things and they were filed away in the "never in a million years" category and you never expected to encounter these things in real life. The Arctic Circle was one of those things for me. Living north of the Arctic Circle is something I never would have expected. Even more recently since my adventures began I wouldn't have seen this coming. I first came up here three and a half years ago during a 15000-20000 km road trip/hitchhiking adventure and Whitehorse, Dawson City, The Arctic Circle and Inuvik were also all in the "never in a million years" category. Once I visit somewhere like that I assume I will never go back. Look at a map and find Inuvik, NWT. Ending up there once is one thing, but going back a second time? How does that happen?
Well I can't really explain how it happened. I can, but it doesn't make sense. It all started by wanting to go hang out in a city where I knew someone for once, instead of somewhere I had to start over. I picked Maia as the person to hang out with. But you can look over every inch of Inuvik and you wont find Maia. She lives in Yellowknife now! She was here, but left. I was here and decided to stay. So far it seems to be a good decision. The living situation is taken care of and I have a job that is working out pretty well. I have a nice collection of friends and people in general are pretty nice.
No idea what the future will bring, but for now I live in Inuvik and as usual the way I ended up where I am never makes total sense to anyone, including myself.
Growing up you heard about things and they were filed away in the "never in a million years" category and you never expected to encounter these things in real life. The Arctic Circle was one of those things for me. Living north of the Arctic Circle is something I never would have expected. Even more recently since my adventures began I wouldn't have seen this coming. I first came up here three and a half years ago during a 15000-20000 km road trip/hitchhiking adventure and Whitehorse, Dawson City, The Arctic Circle and Inuvik were also all in the "never in a million years" category. Once I visit somewhere like that I assume I will never go back. Look at a map and find Inuvik, NWT. Ending up there once is one thing, but going back a second time? How does that happen?
Well I can't really explain how it happened. I can, but it doesn't make sense. It all started by wanting to go hang out in a city where I knew someone for once, instead of somewhere I had to start over. I picked Maia as the person to hang out with. But you can look over every inch of Inuvik and you wont find Maia. She lives in Yellowknife now! She was here, but left. I was here and decided to stay. So far it seems to be a good decision. The living situation is taken care of and I have a job that is working out pretty well. I have a nice collection of friends and people in general are pretty nice.
No idea what the future will bring, but for now I live in Inuvik and as usual the way I ended up where I am never makes total sense to anyone, including myself.