I have been sulking pretty much relentlessly since realising that I was wearing a cardigan and that the window was closed, so circa 20th September. Not a fan of it not being summer. At all.
While I did start to melt (metaphorically, it’s practically bloody winter) a little bit upon smelling some boiled sweets called ‘Winter Warmers’ (cinnamon, cloves, other spices of a similar ilk), the thing that finally made me crack and get excited about wearing socks was stumbling across this. In Finland there is a hotel where you can go and sleep in your own private little glass igloo, looking up at the stars and Northern Lights.
Check out this photo someone took from inside one! (I’m a tripadvisor tramp.)
At the same hotel you could also elect to stay inside a very traditional, cosy-looking log cabin or inside an actual proper igloo made of snow and ice (that’s taking it too far), but surely you’d just have to go for one of these babies. I think being cosy in bed and looking up at that sky might be the most romantic thing ever.
So, sleeping under the Northern Lights… OK, I’ll concede a point to winter.
For more, visit the Kakslauttanen website.
(Images via tripadvisor)