I just arrived at McMurdo. It was agreat flight on the LC-130. They call us "Talking Cargo". The air is so dense here. There is dirt (Well.. volcanic ashhh Hummm)it is above zero and there is humidity. What else could you want. It didn't seem like such a difference on the way out. The big city lights of McMurdo are really something to the Polies. It is good to be here. I am going to have a beer. I already had my first shower in a week... How nice.

I found the geographic pole a great place to meditate. Not that I meditate a lot. I just noticed that when I get in these deep thinking spells, I am mediating. I just didn't know what it was called. The pole was awesome!

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