It had happened to me before. Ten years ago. And it happened again one last saturday.
I went on a trip to north Finland in order to see the aurora borealis. My second stop (after Helsinki) was Rovaniemi, a small city in the Arctic Circle Line. I felt that again, this feeling, this thought: I want to live here.
I spent such a great time here. I meet awesome people, and I felt quite good being there.
I know it’s cold, I know I come from a big city, I know people in Finland are less social than my own country’s people and that might be difficult for my adaptation. But I’m going to try because it felt so strong.
I know it’s going to take time, maybe years; and it’s going to be hard. But I’m still trying. Maybe one day…
PS: By the way, I didn’t get to see the aurora, just in case you where curious. It’s still in my 43things list. But hey! I can’t say I tried. And I will try again someday, that’s for sure…
