Senses overwhelmed with sulfur, the heavily-accented English and the green twisting glow of the Aurora Borealis, lighting an otherwise dark sky. Bracing against the cold winds on the fringe of the arctic circle and anticipating adventure. A glance to the west and I see it.
Follow the sunset far enough and you get there. Walking across the hot sands as the surf crashes and knocks the amateur surfers off their boards while the veterans deftly swing around them like Olympic slalom skiers carving into the pins. Dreams of tropical drinks on the lanai later. Hawaii is more than halfway from Boston to New Zealand.
The land of