
Flying into Inari in the far north of Finland felt like landing at the end of the world.
In every direction, trees and snow. Now and then, we got a glimpse of warmly lit cabins, and occasionally sprawling resorts, dotted amongst the trees.

Flying into Inari in the far north of Finland felt like landing at the end of the world.
In every direction, trees and snow. Now and then, we got a glimpse of warmly lit cabins, and occasionally sprawling resorts, dotted amongst the trees.