“Love is all that I want, and I find it there in your arms. Isn’t it hard to believe, we’re in heaven…”
I glance sideways at Eivind and roll my eyes as Bryan Adams is blasting through the speakers. We’re cozing in the car a little longer before heading out into the cold. Snøvasskjerdingan is looming somewhere above us but the moonless sky leaves us guessing where exactly. Our alpine start might’ve been a bit too alpine and we’re trying to avoid arriving at the base in the dark.