Tag: travel journal
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Day Eighty-Two
My bestie, Francesca, asked me about food earlier today and said I should share the conversation with whoever is reading this (hi Mom). What she found interesting is that per the Antarctic Treaty, biologically viable organisms in food, personal care products, and supplements are all prohibited for importation and use in Antarctica. This includes “SCOBY”…
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Day Eighty-One
Hello August! Moment of truth-I haven’t been to the gerbil gym in at least a month and a half. I am, and have been, acutely aware that in not working out, my mood be suffering. Along with the cold, dark days. The endless repetition…all contributing factors to a month(ish) of funk. But, it’s August. New…
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Day Seventy-Nine
After the excitement of finding my missing sock on Friday morning, I bundled back up and headed back over to the Berg Field Center (BFC) at the proper meetup time. I’m not going to lie, I ventured across town with much more enthusiasm the second time around, the found lost sock was seriously a BFD.…
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Day Seventy-Eight
It’s my second day off (we get one two-day weekend a month) and I did not hurkle durkle today. I was going to-that was the plan as of yesterday, but I checked my email before I went to sleep and there was news in my inbox. There was a break in the weather which allowed…
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Day Seventy-Seven
When I started toying with the idea of wintering, I was having lots of little conversations about it with people who had wintered and summered before. They all said winter was their favorite and I would agree. It’s a much better life down here during the winter. The conversation that sticks out is the most…
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Day Seventy-Six
This is a little late. I am in a rut for the words. The rinse and repeat cycle is in full swing. It’s my day off and I am lounging as usual. I went down to the galley five minutes before lunch ended to grab a plate of food. I wore a ball cap since…
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Day Seventy-Five
The Castle Rock trip was postponed, again. It was -70F out on the ice shelf…so while I can’t wait to see the sky from out there, I was not sad to miss that level of cold. It’s -33F here in town and with the wind chill -54F. Cold, dark and windy. In other not so…
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Day Seventy-Four
Ain’t got no words today. I slept in til the last possible moment of being able to get any work done that needed to be completed before the store opened. I grabbed a very quick lunch. The topic of discussion at the lunch table was the weekend premier of the Barbie & Oppenheimer films, neither…
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Day Seventy-Three
The extra cold, cold streak continues. We dipped in and out of a condition two today. It was -31F and with the wind chill -59F. My face was pretty much instantly wind burned when I stepped outside. Brrrr. When it is this cold out it’s typically pretty chilly inside too. I had a space heater…
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Day Seventy-Two
What a difference a day makes. Today was such a better day than yesterday. I actually smiled today, haha. Often. No longer feeling lowkey homicidal, I was also super productive in the stockroom of the store. I mentioned yesterday’s grumpiness to someone and they shrugged and said, ‘angry August is upon us’. It’ll be interesting…