Sometimes the greatest adventure begins with a single sentence.
“Come with me to Tromsø!”
So simple. So unexpected. So wonderfully wild.

This slightly adapted prayer came to mind the moment a friend invited me to travel with her to the far North. It’s a special moment in time: her birthday is coming up, and just like me, she currently has the freedom to take a little break — no appointments, no work, just living, breathing, experiencing.
Somewhere between calm and excitement, courage and childlike anticipation, lies about one month — our countdown to Tromsø.
In the coming weeks, I’ll take you along on this journey: in thoughts, in photos, in small stories — about friendship, freedom, light and cold, about courage and stillness, about the feeling of awe beneath the polar sky.
Countdown to the journey to Tromsø
❄️ Countdown zur Reise nach Tromsø ❄️
Tage
Stunden
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Sekunden
Heute geht’s los – Tromsø, wir kommen! 🇳🇴💜
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EDIT: At the end of November, my friend changed her mind. I also wrote a blog post about this in six languages.







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