At least that’s what it felt like the next day, when I talked to my mom, our neighbour, and my friend. No-one could care less 😀 I guess growing up in Northern Norway does something to you in regards to this sky phenomenon. As a kid it wasn’t much of a big thing. I remember being told that if you waved at it with a white handkerchief, it would wave back. My mom remembers it was told it would come and get you, so naturally they were scared of it 🙂 In recent years the polar lights have evolved into a tourist attraction, northern lights tourism. Foreigners’ excitement have rubbed off on locals as well. That’s how I found myself running around on the terrace in the freezing cold, gawking, and trying to catch it on film 😀 I soon realised getting shots is not easy to do, when you are part of it, when it’s around you and overhead your house. Initially I could see something building above the bridge. A while after it grew stronger. Stepped out on the deck. Not too impressed. For some reason turned around. Wow! 10-20 minutes, and it was gone. Nevertheless, I was ecstatic! Imagine what I would be like if I saw rainbow colours 😀 The next day my friend went: There were northern lights? My neighbour: Oh, ok. My mom: Yeah, you have, you just can’t remember it, when I proclaimed I had never seen this much aurora before. I guess this is what it’s like when you move away at the age of 19, and forget all about it 🙂
Update: I had two more days of this!
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