Always summer, never warm.
This is the mantra painted in the Coast Guard's
Polar Sea Icebreaker. While enjoying warm summers up north I've chosen a second chilly summer in McMurdo Station, Antarctica.

Sunday, September 30, 2007

by the numbers

410: the number of people on my flight from Los Angeles to Auckland.

30: the day in September 2007 that really never “was” for me (crossed the IDL).

7: the number of people who walked with me to the CDC (central distribution center) in Christchurch to drop some bags, after landing at our last stop in New Zealand.

75: the weight in pounds we can check for our Ice flight.

62: the weight my bags actually weigh.

11: the number of chocolate bars I purchased today.

3: the number of Starbucks I walked by today in Christchurch.

5: the number of last-minute phone calls I made before exiting The States

50: the number of years New Zealand has had Scott Base in Antarctica.

4: the number of coin currencies currently in my wallet.

2: the number of amazing Kiwi friends who came to the airport at 5:45am to see me during my three hour layover.

0600: the military time we are scheduled to report for our Ice flight.

34: the number of balls of yarn I bought this morning.

1 comment:

LRip said...

Well, well. First two main body flights seem to be going just as planned (as I write this you are in flight). PLUS, windfly went off with only one delayed flight. I'm thinking that McMurdo is stealing all the good flight weather and by the time November rolls around we're going to be stranded just below the -50C line.