Tag: life at McMurdo Station
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Day Five
Today is Monday. So it is my Thursday. I struggled to get out of bed this morning. Sometimes that happens. It’s like my bed exudes its most comfiest feels just after the alarm goes off. So rather than jump out of bed post alarm, I hit the snooze button about ten times. I don’t really…
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Day Four
Sunday. I keep getting nervous that after the first seven days of writing, which give you insight into what each day is like down here, I will run out of things to say. I am also fairly sure that won’t be the case, that it’s just anxiety saying hello. This place is so bizarre, interesting and weird…
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Day Two
It’s Friday according to the calendar, but for me it’s Monday. It’s a six-day work week down here and my day off is Thursday. Normally, I would get up and go for a run on the treadmill before work in what’s known as the ‘gerbil gym,’ but a pipe burst under the gerbil gym yesterday,…