I have one item on my bucket list. See the northern lights.
When I heard about the solar storm I immediately set an alarm for 11 pm, as that was the expected time. Then I settled in and finished watching The Durrels in Corfu.
Damn Masterpiece Theater for sucking me in. I didn't check Facebook until after the (kind of tiresome) last episode, and then I saw post after post of the gorgeous aurora from all my local friends, even one who lives less than one mile away.
I ran outside. No lights in the sky. I ran back in and saw all those posts were dated an hour earlier. Under the belief that the light pollution was in the way, Gary and I drove down a terrifyingly dark road. Still no lights.
Pouty, I returned home and looked at the Facebook comments. Over and over I read, "Oh, no, you can't see them with the naked eye, you have to look through your iPhone camera.”
Back outside, camera in hand, still no pretty pink and green lights. My “How to watch Northern lights” search said I needed to turn on night mode ... and that wasn’t available until the model after mine.
“Does this mean we still have to go to Iceland?” Gary grumbled.
Well, yes, because even if I had been in the right place with the right phone, I don't think looking at a camera pointed at the northern lights is the same as seeing the northern lights.
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