final days at the bottom of the world

I apologize for being delayed with this post, but the last few days in Antarctica were busy. We successfully got the system working which made me happy! It was tough to say goodbye to Antarctica since I wasn't ready to leave. I could have stayed down there another couple weeks because I was getting used to the schedule and having a great time with the people there. At nights after dinner we would watch movies together and drink Cuban rum which was a lot of fun. Plus I wanted to see more penguins and seals.

One night Paul and I were talking to a Carolina, a Chilean woman who knows very little English and we know very little Spanish. Paul was telling her how he rode his motorcycle from New York to Ushuia, Argentina with a friend. "dos motorcylicade, dos amigos" he told her. Then later on he said "Morroco" like the instrument, but all of sudden everybody burst out laughing. The Chileans later told him that Morrocoo means "gay" in Chile. I then asked him if it was "uno motorcylicade, dos amigos!" and Carolina agreed.







One night Paul took me to see the seals...