Recently I wrote about my dream job. Well, today I signed up for a dream trip. Or applied, at least. You see, the clever marketing folk over at Fjällräven have an annual event they organise, where anyone thus inclined can try to get picked to go on a polar expedition. It’s a cunning way to get people to do your advertising for you, of course – much like I’m doing right now – but it is an extraordinary adventure, too.

The lucky ones get to travel through 300 kilometres of arctic wilderness using dog sleds – not only riding along, you understand, but learning how to handle the dogs and the sled, sleeping out under the stars, equipped with the very best Fjällräven has to offer.

Some might view this as sheer hell, of course. I see it as a fantastic way to fulfil my ambitions of challenging myself, experiencing extraordinary nature and meeting people and learning about things I would otherwise never encounter.

There is a snag, tho. They pick the participants based on their popularity, so if you want me to go to Hell/have the time of my life, you can help. Vote for me here. Then copy the link and send it to all the people you know and blackmail them into voting, too, and you might just get to see me do my finest eskimo impression. So you see, there is something Inuit for you, too…!