Felling a little bit like goldilocks, with a temperature of -18°C (thats just below 0°F) outside and water so hot that it (literally) burned my bum as soon as I sat down… I had a hard time finding that juuuust right.
When deciding if we should go on this trip @ asked me if it made sense… as it would turn out this three day trip would consist of over 30 hours of driving during some of the shortest days of the year. I replied as honestly as possible, “I’m down if you are. It doesn’t make sense. But also most of my life makes no sense so…” and thats how we ended up spending the past three days (mostly sleeping or driving), visiting four hot springs, listening to an entire season of serial, drank a dozen or so coffees each, polished off a few boxes of La Croix (coconut, don’t @ me), three bags of Tim’s Dill Pickle Chips and losing at least a layer or two of skin from either freezing, burning or some weird combination of the two. It doesn’t make sense and somehow that’s what makes the most sense these days.
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