Chapter 17
Honoré
Ensconced in the most amazing plastic bubble to view the Northern Lights, ribbons of brilliant color danced overhead, upstaging their sparkling counterparts in the night sky.
Filming had shut down for the night with us bedding down in our amazing bubble motel. Our bubble was nestled in a wintry wonderland. The tree boughs all around were covered in snow. And even though one whole side of the surrounding snowy carpet had been tromped on and mucked up by production, a light dusting of snow covered the ground after they left.
There wasn’t much in the little space under the clear bubble top other than a bed, a small table, and a chair. It was like camping Iceland style.
Earlier we used candles for light, but then the night blew up in these amazing colors.
Waves of purpl
