As we made our way down a winding, country road in the dark, stillness of night it was the fairy lights that guided us to our final resting place. With a myriad of twinkly lights, the woodshed and the fire pit were lit up guiding us to where we’d be spending the next two (blissful) nights. It had this, middle of nowhere, completely “at one with nature” vibe as soon as we arrived at the North Star Club in Sancton. I immediately felt at home within moments of arriving.
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