Team The Lost Norsemen

Three Norwegians, one tuk-tuk, and a thousand years of navigational decline.
Our ancestors crossed open ocean to Greenland using birds, sunstones and sheer conviction. We have Google Maps, a 7hp rolling cake tin, and no idea where Rekawa is. Karin, Hanne and Benjamin are swapping a country where it's dark by three in the afternoon for one where the roads have elephants on them. We are not qualified. We are from Oslo. It's 8°C there. We'll be fine.