I don’t really like being wedged into the window seat unless, of course, I’m guaranteed to see something special. Crossing the Arctic Circle to reach the far north of Finnish Lapland definitely met that criterion, and I eagerly took the window seat offered to me. During the two-hour flight from Helsinki, my eyes were glued to the unique aerial view of the tundra. I even think I could see the subtle curvature of the horizon as I gazed over the amber waves of grain towards the line that separates land and sky.





