Home Sweet Portland
Sometime on the way to our false night--we left Belgium in the pre-dawn hours, flew into the daylight out of Amsterdam and through the night only to land at PDX at noon on Tuesday--we flew over Greenland. It was so far north I think it was technically still daytime, just that twilight that comes at midday.
There's nothing to do with beer there, but it was still cool.
There's nothing to do with beer there, but it was still cool.