Chasing the Lights: Private Northern Lights Tour From Reykjavik

The van slides out of Reykjavik under a sky that looks, at first, like regular winter black. Streetlamps shrink behind you and the city exhales — leaving behind a horizon that seems to be listening. Your guide checks the KP index, glances at a cloud map, and nudges the group toward a dark stretch of coastline where the aurora often decides to perform. The air is sharp; breath turns to a brief fog that the night swallows. Then, without ceremony, the sky flexes: ripples of green and pale violet unfurl and dare you to look away.