So we are stuck again, this time at the summer station. The weather was too stormy for flying the passengers out. It is really cramped and there isn't much to do here. The days consist of playing Xbox, watching movies, sleeping, talking crap, playing poker, and smellying (that is when the wind doesn't blow you off your feet...).
We finally had a break in the weather two days ago, so this morning the plan was to fly as may of the people out as possible. Since the ship cannot make it to the ice shelf, some of the cargo will be stashed in the 'garage' while some of the lighter containers will also be flown to the ship.
Had some crazy mixed emotions while everyone was packing up their stuff and looking at me like they are seeing me for the last time, but after we got to the ice shelf, where they were flying the people from, it was more of an excited feeling than a sad or lonely one. Ofcourse helping to hook the loads, 'kloutering' over containers, and the inbetween snowball fight set me on my usual cargo-work-high, so the day wasn't all that bad. By late afternoon the weather started turning for worse again, but atleast they managed to fly out half the cargo and all of the passengers.
Tonight will be the first night of our year alone...
No comments:
Post a Comment