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The Time I Puked My Way to Antarctica (Part 1)

November 25, 2017

 

 I've been wanting to visit Antarctica since I was a child - I finally did. 

 

 

 

The Day I Almost Didn’t Get on the Ship

 

When you’ve paid a large chunk of your savings to go on the trip of a lifetime, you would probably be smart about it and not do anything stupid that will make you miss the trip.

 

Not me.

 

A few hours before the scheduled departure to Antarctica, I was nowhere near  the port in Ushuaia, the City at The End of the World, where the ship was. I was far away, in the Tierra del Fuego National Park, halfway through a 5-hour hike (which had seemed like such a great idea earlier in the morning).

 

Making matters worse, I had just been struck by a horrible realization: My brand-new GoPro, that I had purchased just for Antarctica, was missing, along with two months' worth of panoramic photos of my ongoing travels through South America. I had left it on a rock when I stopped for a snack an hour ago in the middle of the hike.

 

Great. Just great.