Already one hour here, doesn’t time fly? If the full ‘day’ is going to be like this, it’s going to be tough. But this is a fascinating place.
I like sitting in the dinning room and look through the window to the frozen ocean which extends where the sight can’t reach.
I like how the landscape changes its color as the sun scrutinizes each corner as a tireless sentinel. It amazes me the variety of whites, even whites which are not white.
I like the halos made by the Sun and its countercurrent movement.
I like the sparkles of tiny ice crystals in the air.
I like the hollow sound of the snow when I walk and its feel: it is dry and light as cork.
i like when there is no wind t feel the invisible massage of cold in my face and how the hairs in my nose freeze with every breath.
I like running on the snow.
I like the complicity with people and building human chains to bring cargo into the station.
I like every corner of the station, and the experiments, and learning something every ‘minute’.
I like eating cookies or ice cream at any time.
I don’t like the radio when it calls at untimely hours.
I don’t like the smoke of the ski mobiles.
I don’t like when the goggles get foggy.
I don’t like having 4 minutes of shower a week.
I don’t like when the satellite goes down.
But i like to know that no matter how hard it will be, it is going to be worthy.