Almost a second boomerang...the pilots kept going and soon we were over the continent of Antarctica.
Big white mountains poking up through the glaciers of Victoria Land. An endless expanse of pristine white. It was beautiful and my eyes stayed glued out one of three windows in the cargo area of the C-17.
An announcement came that things looked good for landing and this caused a hustle and bustle as everyone put on their big boots and got their huge parkas ready. Soon we were on the ground, though actually it was the ice that we landed on - the annual sea ice runway on McMurdo sound. Stepping out of the plane was like stepping onto the moon. My world has changed.
The rest of the day was more briefings, dinner, and unpacking. I love the cold, though I am not used to it and sometimes the low temperature makes it hard to breath. I have three roomates, one a huge Dispatch fan, and live in the main dorm that also conveniently has the dinning room in it. So life is good. I'm on the steep learning curve. The two other GA's that I flew down with and I are the first GA's on the station. I had thought we would be the last, but I was delighted to know that soon we'll be the old veterans in a relative sense. That's the news for the day. I'm going to sleep as there is lots to do tomorrow. Though I first need to poke my head outside to see what the 10pm sky looks like. Goodnight to you all! And happy birthday to sister Far and brother Will!