Like each Saturday evening, I awoke to the sound of my alarm clock. As Alex pointed out, my day off is the only day I have to set an alarm to wake me. I like attending the ballroom dancing class that starts each Saturday at 6pm.
This evening was the annual art show. It's absolutely amazing how much talent there is crammed into a town of 1,000 folks. After the art show, I enjoyed the company of my clustermates for a while, sent out some e-mails, called the girlfriend and went on a long walk on one of the designated hiking trails. I don't get as excited about the seals as I had when they had first arrived in the area.
The icebreaker boat docked, allowing the crew an evening on land.
2 comments:
ballroom dancing....interesting.
So... is the ballroom dancing something you're doing to pass the time or are you gonna try to put the moves on the girlfriend when you get back state-side?
If I were in Antarctica and Sarah knew there was ballroom dancing, I'd be under strict orders to impress her once back. :)
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