In the Thick of It
Of course it was going to be overwhelming. The sensory overload, the people, the unfamiliar maze of corridors and walkways that make up the station. The rush to get everything […]
Arrival
Even asleep, your body knows. The shape of the water, the way the ship moves. It’s a different, quieter dance – we’ve entered another world. Outside, once you’ve thrown on […]
Sea Legs
Yesterday was…I’m not goingto talk about yesterday other than to say that the Promethazine let me down. I got out of sync with my dosing, and by the ship’s […]
Go Time
I’ve always loved that moment of disorientation, in the dark of a movie theater, right after the previews have ended. You’ve been barraged by lights and sounds of half a […]
Another Day, Another Plan
Plan A was that we’d be on the ship today, underway on Saturday. We’re on Plan D, or E or F now, and the farthest I’ve gotten was two days […]
Into the Dream
These past two days have been disorienting. I keep pausing, the way one does when stepping back into daylight after a long, emotionally-gripping movie. Which of my emotions, which of my memories come from my actual life, and which form this other world I have come from? Sometimes it’s hard to remember, to be sure which is which.
“Strangely enough, it all turns out well…”
Last night I heard the frogs again. Sure, there was still frost on the pasture this morning, but when you start hearing the frogs at night, you know that spring […]
Here We Go Again
I’m not an expert, but when people ask, I have plenty of opinions about what it takes to get into, and survive the US Antarctic Program. The main points all […]
Antarctica – Pics or It Didn’t Happen
I’m finally back at the farm and have managed to sort/sift/fold/spindle/mutilate my collected photos. Highlights only, here. If you want all the pictures, here. Keeping my fingers crossed that I’ll […]
20 Hours in Buenos Aires, and the Ten Thousand Yard Stare
I don’t want to jinx things since there are still close to a hundred miles between me and my bed (bus, walk, drive), but dang am I feeling done. I […]
David Pablo Cohn 