Well, five flights later, we’re here. Svalbard is a beautiful, desolate place. The signs around town refer to it as a settlement. Much of it feels industrial, and everything is weatherized to withstand what must be a bitter, grueling winter. But you’re also surrounded by mountain peaks, 600 miles away from the rest of the country. The isolation feels freeing. We can’t wait to board our ship tomorrow, to explore even more, and hopefully encounter lots of wildlife. I’ll be journaling our experience each day, to post when we’re back. Until then, signing off from the top of the world.