
Last year, Laura brought me some water from the South Pole. It was pure, unfiltered, aged ice. This year, some people who had been out in the Dry Valleys at Taylor Glacier had some glacier ice to get rid of before they flew to Christchurch, so I had some more clean and clear glacier ice in my drink. It's pure and a bit bubbly and plenty of years old. After trembling down a valley for years, I got a taste of it!
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