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“Remote and unknown.
Fascinating and amazing. Unrepeatable.
Unavoidable after knowing it. Wild. Authentic.
Breathtaking. Unique. Svalbard.”
These were the worlds I used to describe Svalbard to a friend when I came back.
However, before departure, this travel wasn´t well expected in my surroundings…
–Longyearbyen, capital of Svalbard.–I said one more time.
–But what business do you have there?–She insisted with that voice tone that uses only a mother when she wants you to feel guilty…
–It’s the most northern place inhabited in Earth.–I defended myself.
–So, if no one lives above there it has to be because a reason.–She closed the talk.
Svalbard was the departure point of most expeditions for the conquest of the North Pole. But my mother didn’t mind Roald Amundsen; she was a strong believer that there was nothing outside my neighborhood that I couldn´t get (even better) inside.
–You’re going to get seasick like hell.–Said my father, shaking his head.
–They talked about two days to get sea legs.–I explained.
–It seems a very interesting trip, but you’re going to get seasick…–Sentenced
In fact, I didn´t persuade my father that sailing through the Northwest coast of Svalbard on a schooner was a good idea. And, of course, I got seasick like hell.
–At least, so it’s far north…you will see northern lights.–Said smiling my sister.
–Actually in May there is 24 hour sun, so I won’t see auroras.–I recognized with small mouth.
Night Photography is a favorite of mine. So, the season of the trip, maybe it wasn’t best choice.
–I don’t like the polar bears topic. Be careful because they can think you’re a seal, and they are always hungry…–Said my ex, with real concern about me.
–There are more than 3000 wild polar bears, more than humans in there. That’s one of the main points. Maybe, I can see one– I smiled.
But I didn’t see any bear.
And, despite that, my expectations were overcome. Then, I showed them some pictures (exactly these ones). But I have to confess that none of them smells like breeze at the bow. There isn’t any picture that makes you hear the astounding silence facing the glacier; a silence broken from time to time by the thunder of ices falling to the water. In the pictures water isn’t so clear; nor the air so clean; nor the wind so chilly…