When Craig and I were planning our wedding, we agreed early on that the only place for a honeymoon was Svalbard. That's how I knew I was marrying the right person: he was as enthusiastic about going deep into the Arctic as I was. We had a wonderful week.
The first time I went was when I was just starting to write The One Memory of Flora Banks, and this was my fourth trip there. It's a magical place and we both (my husband and I) plan to move there, one day.