All of the hugs!

Good Morning, dear reader.

It’s Sunday, 15 September, 2019.

I am currently two weeks into season 6 in Antarctica.

So here’s what’s been going on, I’ve been keeping a bit of a journal on my phone as I’ve been waiting for a chance to get on a computer and actually blog some.

We (first flight of Winfly) landed at approximately 1930 on September 1.  The flight down was pretty uneventful and I was seated at the front of the C-17 so I was able to be one of the first people out of the plane.

After zipping up my Big Red and throwing on my backpack, I walked down the steps of the plane and started walking towards Ivan the Terra-bus, the deltas and the vans.  About 20 feet away from the plane, I saw two of the firefighters walking towards me.  I immediately recognized both of them.  One of them was the winterover Captain, Emily and the other was Catfish.  He and I flew down together at Winfly last year and I count him as one of my closest friends.  He and I practically tackled each other with hugs.  After a quick Hello, I got into one of the vans to transport back to McMurdo.

After arriving, all of us went to an on-ice orientation in the Galley with some super delicious pizza waiting on us.  After about 45 minutes, we were able to trudge over to the Firehouse to pick up our pagers.  I think I may have audibly squealed when I saw all of my friends when I arrived.  Marsha and Wes had come in to work the flight so I was able to see both of them.  As the crews returned from the airfield, I got more hugs from everyone and then we were off to collect our luggage.

This year, I’m in dorm 208.  I don’t have the magnificent views that I had from my dorm room last year, but that’s okay.  I’m not in my room that often anyway.

After lugging all of my bags up to my room, I went in search of another friend from last year who just finished his first winter on the ice.  I managed to track down Z for hugs and then returned to my room to chat with Marsha for a bit while I sorted through my belongings.  We were laughing and chatting when there was a sudden knock at my door.  I opened the door to find Catfish standing there with my oil diffuser and leftover essential oils, which was a nice surprise, but the news he brought was even more exciting.  There were auroras popping all over town.

So I threw on my big red and grabbed my camera and tripod and headed downstairs.  *side note* I was dressed in leggings and had on tennis shoes, but the adrenaline rush kept me pretty warm during the two hours I was outside.

Sorry these are out of focus but, it’s been a while since I’ve done any night photography.

We watched the aurora dance across the sky over Winter Quarters Bay and then realized that the better viewing was actually OVER town.  The light pollution normally drowns out the colors but the lady was beautiful and green, right over our dorms!  I may have shed a tear or two watching them.  It felt like a great ‘Welcome Back’.

After spending about 2 hours outside, it was time to go inside and thaw out.  I made my bed and took a hot shower and used hair conditioner for the first time in two weeks.  Finally, after two long weeks of waiting in Christchurch, I finally felt like I was home and went to bed around 0315.

The next several days consisted of readjusting to life down here.  Meal times, work, good talks with good people.  Hugs and laughs.  Laughing so hard that I spit out a mouth full of coffee, twice.  We took home the trophy at trivia night Wednesday the 4th, but I honestly played no part in that win.  I just sat there and kept everyone else company because I knew all of like, two answers.

We also had several more days of bad weather which delayed the second flight from coming for several days.  But it finally arrived on September 5.  Of course, this meant that it was also a Goodbye Day to several of my friends, but I’m glad they’re now back where it is green.

September 6 was a karaoke night.  Fantastic time, as always.  Not a lot of people here this time of year (current population is 277) so I was able to sing several songs.  Overall, not too bad.

Week two was a flurry of training and getting things ready for our relocation to BL165.  That’s right, the dispatch center for the Antarctic Fire Department is moving.  Dispatch and Mac Ops have historically been two different work centers with different job taskings, however, we are merging this year.  It makes sense because though we do different tasks, our two centers have been the eyes, ears, voice… hell the heart of McMurdo for ages. So this year is going to be full of changes, but hey, if I didn’t like change and challenge, I would NOT be in this line of work.  One of my favorite parts of the amalgamation – WE WILL HAVE EXTERIOR VIEWS!!!  Like this!

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Weather wise, it’s getting lighter for longer here.  It’s been wicked cold for a few days now.  We actually hit Con 1 in town for about 90 minutes on Thursday.  It was right when we were supposed to get off of work so we ended up stuck at the fire station for a while.  But it was fantastic because Havoc the mechanic and I found some spam and eggs and cooked it up for a few of us.

Overall, things are going great and this may be my best summer season so far!

And here are some other pretty pictures for your viewing pleasure.

 

Season 6 – Deployment

Good morning, evening, afternoon… wherever you are.

So, dear readers, it’s been a while.  A very long while.  But now that I have a new computer, I’ll be able to write more.  And post more pictures.

Right now, I’m currently in Christchurch, NZ.  Specifically at the Breakfree Hotel on Cashel.  I won’t post what room I’m in because that’s just creepy.

I left the states last Thursday, August 15th for my 6th season in Antarctica.  I luckily was given the opportunity to deploy again at Winfly (again, for those of you who are not familiar, it’s the time of year between Winter and Mainbody) and I am so excited.  In the past, it used to be that we’d only have three flights coming down during that time.  However, things change and I believe we are having 4 flights in August (if we get out of here soon) and one flight in late September.  That’s the biggest change.  Between the August flights and the October start of Mainbody, we used to not have any flights.

When I left on 15 August, I flew from Jacksonville to Houston.  In Houston, I met up with several of my firefighter friends and met some fantastic new people.  From Houston, we flew 14 hours to Auckland NZ where we met up with even more people.  Then it was onwards to Christchurch and our hotels.

The day we arrived in Christchurch, several of my friends and I who were booked at the Breakfree hotel caught the same shuttle.  We arrived at the hotel fairly early, like around 1040.  Of course, arriving that early meant that there were no rooms available.  We all hung out around the lobby together talking and laughing, catching up on what we had been up to off ice.  Now, mind you, this was Saturday, August 17th thanks to crossing the international date line and time traveling.  I think my room was ready around 2 so I came up to this tiny shoebox of a room to shower and get ready to head out for a wander.

One of our new fire lieutenants decided that he wanted a new tattoo, so away we went to find a tattoo shop.  After being there for a few hours, he had been successfully inked and we decided to head back to the hotel.  I fought the urge to get a new tattoo but I think when I come back through Christchurch, I’ll end up giving in to that siren song.

That evening, a couple of my friends and I headed over to a place called Little High.  It’s a collection of restaurants in one central location.  The variety of food that one can order is most impressive.  It’s kind of a food court of sorts.  One of my friends, Steven, and I ordered a steak and split it.  It was absolutely phenomenal. Then we meandered back to the hotel for an early bed time.  It was just past 7pm.

The next morning, I woke up early and went in search of coffee only to find that the coffee bar in the hotel is closed.  And there were no places around us that serve coffee at 4am.  So I came back to the room and had freeze dried coffee which of course, is subpar in my book.  Even for desperate times.  bleh.

At 615 Sunday morning, we were all in the lobby and ready to be picked up by our shuttle to head to the Antarctic Center for orientation.  There are going to be so many things going on this year, it’s going to be interesting to say the least.  I’ll post things throughout the season as they occur.

One exciting thing for me personally is that the dispatchers for the Antarctic Fire Department are merging with the Mac Ops department (that’s who talks to field camps and does more science/remote related radio communications).  Or it’s actually vice versa since the operators formerly known as MacOps will be working for AFD.  Schedules and staffing is going to change.  Operations are going to change.  Safety and customer service will still be number one.  Nothing changes there.  I’m sure there will be some growing pains, but for those of you who know me, I love change.  I thrive on it.  That’s why I’ve been doing this job for 18 and a half years.  That’s why I’m good at this job.  It does make me sad that we won’t be physically located in the fire department any more, but that’s only because I like the interaction I have with the fire family.  Because that’s what it is.  Anyone in the fire service knows that those are some of the strongest bonds outside of biological family.

After our 10 hour orientation, we decided to go out to eat at the Rockpool.  It was fantastic as always and my buddy Thomas met up with us there.  Thomas works in a totally different department.  He’s an electronics tech for a department now named NPP. Don’t ask me what it stands for because I’ve forgotten.  But those guys are in charge of runway electronic stuff and things way above my pay grade.  They make sure the planes have the right navaids on the ground side to land safely.

Days are starting to blend together for me so I’m having to count backwards, okay, that was Sunday… we were already aware we wouldn’t be flying Monday…  Okay so we’re at Monday.  Monday was a rough day for me.  The first thing I read when I woke up was that my dog, Phoebe, had died.  Granted, she’d lived most of her life with my fantastic, amazing, wonderful sister, but I still considered her my dog.  She was 10 years old but had a heart condition.  Hopefully, she’s chasing all of the armadillos on the other side of the rainbow bridge.  I won’t write any more about it because I don’t want to start crying again.

Monday, my amazing friends were very gentle with me.  They knew how badly I was hurting so they wandered with me through the botanic park and let me cry when I needed to.  Damnnit Parker, you said you weren’t going to write any more about it.  Long story short, a very emotional day.  I’m grateful for my friends who let me cry as needed.

Tuesday!  We were supposed to have a shuttle come pick us up to take us to the airport at 0815, however, shortly beforehand we were informed that we were being placed on a 24 hour weather delay.  Oh, darn.  After getting that information, I met up with friends for breakfast and then proceeded to go to the botanic park again afterwards.  Even this time of year, when there are very few things blooming, it is still one of the loveliest places I’ve ever been.  Plus, once you know what it’s like to go without smelling things for any amount of time, you embrace every chance you get to smell the green.  So we meandered around a bit more and then I came back to the hotel for a nap.  Because I like naps.  I’m good at naps.  Tuesday evening, we headed to the casino for some roulette action.  I ended up with $25 less than I came in with, so I’m not terribly upset.  Then it was back to the hotel for sleep at about 9.

Wednesday!  We were supposed to have a shuttle come pick us…. yeah, you read that same line on Tuesday.  And we are currently on another 24 hour weather delay.  So far today, I’ve played on a playground, played a round of putt putt (came in 2 out of 4) and have managed to purchase a vacusealed bag of smoked brisket to take down to the ice.  Oh, and start my 2019-2020 season blog.

Until next time, stay cool.

October recap

And hello, dear readers!IMG_3264

An October sunrise, one of the last of the season.

I apologize for the massive delay in blogging, but, life happens.

So let me tell you what has been happening on the ice since our last update.

Mainbody got off to a late start, just shy of three weeks.  What does this mean?  This means EVERYTHING was pushed back by about three weeks.  Science-y things, deployments, redeployments, life in general.  However!  When that beautiful grey bird touched down and brought in fresh people, it was a gorgeous sight.  So I’ve heard.  I was actually at work that day so I didn’t get to SEE it but the morale improved tremendously.

We got in our two new dispatchers and they’re doing great.  Both of them are kicking my tail in calls*.  With the start of mainbody, Tarley and I both moved to night shift once Lobster and Sticker got trained and released.  Even though the evil day star is up 24/7, night shift is a different beast around here.  The night shift community is a lot smaller and a more close knit group.  I vastly prefer it to the hustle and bustle of day shift.

*By calls, what I mean is calls that have required dispatching.  We keep a running tally of calls dispatched, spill team response calls and EOC activations.  As of writing this, I am trailing behind with a whopping 5.5 calls dispatched and 6 spill reports.  I’m happy to say that I haven’t had any EOC activations (and I plan on keeping it that way).

The arrival of new people meant getting used to having crowds around.  Over the past month and a half, I think our population has been averaging between 850-900 people in McMurdo.  People now seem to be in the swing of things and a lot of them have their routines pretty set.

Wrapping up October was, as usual, the Halloween Party.  I didn’t get to attend, but I did see some interestingly costumed people.  The majority of folks seemed to be donning the increasingly popular onesie pajama as a costume.  Honestly, it was somewhat disappointing to see that trend here instead of the amazing outfits that I’ve seen in the past.

Next up – November!

 

Things that have been happening so far

Greetings all!

So it’s been about a month just over a month since I’ve written on here.  My current work schedule does not leave much down time for me to write, but that should be changing soon.  Why?  Because Mainbody is just around the corner.  Actually, it should have started yesterday last week but there were some gnarly storms that have, so far, prevented any planes from coming in.

The change of the seasons has me feeling pretty conflicted, as usual.  There are pros and cons, which I’m sure I have gone over before, but I’ll do it again for the benefit of any new readers that may be out there.

Pros:

  • Freshies – aka fresh fruits and veggies.  Right now I’d maim for a salad.  Or an orange.
  • New dispatchers – New dispatchers mean I get to go to night shift.  Now, night shift when it is daylight 24/7 doesn’t seem like that big a deal, but I am not a morning person.  Which makes me really grateful that I have a roommate that understands this and he makes sure coffee is ready before I get up.
  • Another pro, I already have my roommate for the season, so I’m pretty damn lucky there.  I don’t have to worry about potentially getting someone who is not understanding of my schedule.  It’s actually a friend of mine from my first season down here.  It works out well because he totally understands my schedule, isn’t a big party guy, and will be working during the day when I’m sleeping.
  • More people – I’m going to list this under pro’s and con’s.  New people means more energy and more liveliness around here.
  • PACKAGES! – Okay, I’m really excited about this one.  I mailed myself WAY more than I should have, however, I also did a crappy job of packing for winfly.  I somehow managed to only pack two long sleeve shirts.  Overall, that hasn’t been that big of a deal since I’m working 6 days a week, but it will be nice once I get on my summer rotation.
  • As I’ll be on night shift for a long while, I am excited about the nightshift community.  When your hours of socializing are outside of the norm, you get to know the folks who work the same hours as you.  Some of them will be calling for work related information, others will be at DayBar.  I’m also hoping for the opportunity to bartend again this season.

Cons:

  • More people – Right now, the galley is nice and subdued and you don’t have to stand in line to get food.  More people will bring more noise and lines.
    • Orange people also bring in the crud.

Scratch that.  In the past week that it has taken me to write this, we have gotten no planes.  We have people here that are ready to get out of here and back to reality.  New people, even with their germs and pestilence will be a welcome sight.

*Note, I don’t really think anyone will be bringing the bubonic plague down here.  I’m just in dire need of a salad.

 

Anyhow!  With the weather as it is and the schedule as it is, I haven’t been able to go out and take any photos, which is kind of a bummer.  But, things are going pretty great here for me overall.  I’ve gotten into a routine with my roommate and with my friends when I’m off work.  I’m finally getting back into the gym on a more consistent schedule.  I am down 20 pounds though, so that’s pretty awesome.

I’ll probably write another update later.  Just wanted to put out the word that I am still alive since Facebook isn’t currently working down here.

 

It’s good to be back

Hello friends!

My last post from Christchurch was almost two weeks ago.  It seems like the past two weeks have FLOWN by with getting back into the swing of things down here.  Here’s what’s been happening.

After an extra day in Christchurch due to poor weather on the Ice…  Hold on.  Let me back up.  So the extra day delay in Christchurch was interesting.  The hotel that I was originally staying in, The Crowne Plaza, was completely full the night we were delayed.  All of us Ice-peeps had to transfer to another hotel, but no one knew where they were being moved to…  It was a cluster.  A great big Charlie Foxtrot.  However, it all worked out and I happened to get placed in one of the Penthouse Suites at the Fino Hotel, which happened to be right down the road.  Rather than going out and enjoying the botanic park, I decided to spend my extra night in my super posh room because, let’s face it, who knows when I’ll ever get to stay in such a nice hotel room.  I had wine, cheese, and amazing bread.  I was good to go.

The following morning, it was an early pickup to head to the CDC (Clothing Distribution Centre) to gear up and board for the Ice.  This deployment I was able to fly down on the airbus.  My previous flights down I have either been on a C17 or an LC130.  After a 5.5 hour flight, we touched down at Phoenix airfield.  I had originally thought the flight was going to be much longer, but I was thankfully mistaken.

Walking down the steps of the airbus, my nose hairs froze.  As I crossed the ice to Ivan the Terra Bus, my glasses fogged over and ended up freezing.  But looking out towards the mountains, I could see the alpenglow.  My last redeployment, which for personal reasons I believed would be my actual last redeployment ever, I saw the same view, and cried.  My return brought tears again.  Tears of happiness this time.  Then I remembered how quickly tears freeze down here so I wiped my face off quickly and hopped into Ivan.  One of my friends saw how badly my glasses were frozen so he pulled me into the seat next to him, near the front, so I didn’t have to try to stumble my way to the back.  We chatted about things that had been occurring in our lives in the four years since we’ve seen each other on the way to Mactown.  It was good to catch up.

Upon arrival in McMurdo, we were taken to Crary for the arrival brief.  Which wasn’t exactly brief, but that’s normal.  Afterwards, Jonathan and I went to the Firehouse to get briefed on what all was going on and so Jonathan could start his shift.  I ended up staying for a few hours and then had one of the guys help me transport my bags to my dorm room.

I am living in BL209, which is the building I lived in my last time down, and I took over the room that Wes and Marsha were living in.  It was so awesome to walk in and see all of the notes they left me, as well as all of the other miscellaneous goodies.  Wes and Marsha are THE BEST.  Plain and simple.

Over the next few days, I managed to get my room set up to how it will best fit myself and a roommate when I get one for the summer season.  I’ll eventually take some pictures of it but I keep forgetting to.  It’s a little paradise in there, in my opinion.  I am amused with how much I love my oil diffuser and how people will walk into my room if I’m in there with the door open just to actually SMELL something.

As far as work goes, wellll…..   It’s been four and a half years since I was last here.  A lot of procedures and protocols came back to me immediately, and some others have taken some brushing up on.  Then there are other things that are brand new to me.  And the work load has been incredibly busier than the start of my other seasons.

Right now, I should probably add that I’m on hour 13 of a 10 hour shift.  So if this post is rambling and doesn’t quite seem coherent, that is why.

But Tori, why are you on hour 13 of a 10 hour shift.

WELL!

The weather has been NASTY over the past few days.  We’ve had longer Condition One declarations called in town called than I did during either of my winters.  This, of course, is causing people to be contacted in the middle of the night for alarms or system failures and the result is a lot of people are cranky right now.  I just got off the phone with someone who was not very happy but I know not to take it personally.  Just doin’ my job.

Before the weather turned bad on Saturday evening (keep in mind we are 18 hours ahead of east coast time) I had a chance to take a stroll down to Hut Point with one of my firefighter friends.  So before I continue this long rambling post, I’ll share some photos for your enjoyment.

Cheers!

Tori

Greetings, from New Zealand

Hello friends!

It is Tuesday morning around 03:39am when I’m starting this post.  I’m sitting in my super nice hotel room at the Crowne Plaza in Christchurch, NZ.  I hope that where ever you are reading this from finds you all happy and in good health.

The journey so far…

I spent two lovely weeks on St. Simons between Cayman and starting my travels.  Those two weeks went by incredibly fast.  I decided that I was not going to stress myself out trying to go and see too many people, and that if people wanted to see me, they could come track me down.  So that’s what I did.  It meant that I didn’t see a lot of people but the time relaxing was totally worth it.

The exciting thing that happened this trip, was that the majority of my Winfly fire guys had their ARFF burn in Jacksonville, FL.  This meant that I got to start my trip with them on Saturday.  Two of the guys were ones that I had worked with in previous seasons.  One Captain and one Lieutenant.

I got down to the Jacksonville airport super early because I hate long lingering goodbyes.  I dropped off my bags and got checked in with no issues (which was a good thing because last time I had to pay for my bags although the company was supposed to cover the fee).

I wandered around the airport for a little bit, just seeing if any of my boys were there.  I knew I was early and didn’t really expect to see anyone, but it didn’t hurt to look.  After my 30 LB carryon bag (it’s got a lot of camera equipment in it) started to get really heavy, I decided to have a seat and a drink to wait for them to arrive.  Time started ticking away, and I was actually starting to worry that they were going to be late.  So I messaged the Captain just saying where I was and I hoped that they got through security quickly.

Well.  An hour later they showed up.  Because they knew what I didn’t.  Our flight was delayed.  I forgot to change my number for the flight notifications.  Silly Tori.

Anyhow, we all met up and there were hugs, high-fives, handshakes and fist-bumps.  And a lot of laughter.

The flight kept getting delayed and in spite of going and checking the status frequently, we ALMOST didn’t hear them announce the last call for boarding the plane.  Seriously, Jacksonville?  Where were you announcing the boarding calls to?

So we all dashed to the gate and made our flight.  Next stop – Houston.

We arrived in Houston and a few of us started branching out, making our way to the bathrooms, or in search of food.  By the way, part of my excitement was because I knew I would have someone to watch my bag so I didn’t have to haul my 30 lb bag around with me everywhere.

And there were more people I knew!  Which meant more hugs!  It was amazing to see people I haven’t seen in at least four years.  Catching up with them was fantastic.  I also got to meet a few other Firehouse guys, which was great. Then we all boarded our flight to Auckland.  The 14 hour, 50 minute flight that we all just love so very, very much.

I got on the plane and slept the first 8 hours.  I was asleep before take off.  I woke up freezing cold and found my blanket and retrieved my neck pillow thing that Jonathan (one of the other dispatchers) and snagged for me when it fell down at some point.  We had just flown past Hawaii, well pretty far south of Hawaii, when I checked the map.

I managed to doze off an on for the remainder of the flight.  Overall, not too bad at all.

When we arrived in Auckland, we all got our bags and transferred them over to the domestic departure bag drop and then started making our way to the domestic terminal, which is just down the road from the international terminal.

We walked outside to be greeted by temps in the mid 50’s.  It was GLORIOUS!  I was super gross from traveling and sweaty from hauling my bags around, so this weather was delicious and I just wanted to run around and play.  Instead, I did the responsible thing and went to get checked in and find the next gate.  Which meant I also needed to find food.  And coffee.

New Zealand flat whites are something I have missed.  There is something about coffee tasting better in the southern hemisphere.  I’m convinced of it.

Boarding the plane, I found more people I knew.  Which meant more hugs!  Seriously, I haven’t hugged this many people in YEARS!  It was fantastic.  Next stop, Christchurch.  And oh, when flying into Christchurch, I could feel the tears welling up because I had forgotten how beautiful this country is.  Flying over the snow capped mountains… Seeing the ocean through the other window in the plane…  I have missed this country.

Thankfully, all of my bags arrived with no issues.  Once we all collected them, we met up with the fine USAP folks who gave us our envelopes confirming our hotels and providing our shuttle passes so we can get back and forth to the CDC – Clothing Distribution Centre – for those of you who are not familiar with the program acronyms.  And then we all loaded up in various shuttles and headed to our hotels.  Now,, this was close to noon, and as I’m sure most of you have stayed in hotels, you are familiar with the fact that check in time isn’t normally until around 3 or 4.  This trip, I was booked at the Crowne Plaza hotel, downtown.  I had never stayed here before, so I wasn’t really familiar with the area or the hotel itself.  All I knew was that at that point, I wanted food and a shower.  Not necessarily in that order.

While en route, I met one of the Stewies who is coming down for her first season.  We chatted for a bit and were the only two in our shuttle to get out at our hotel.  We walked into the lobby and found a fair number of other folks who had been on the shuttles ahead of us and found out that the rooms weren’t all ready for our arrival.  We hung out in the lobby area for a while and chatted with some of the others with the program.  After about an hour and a half, my room still wasn’t ready, so I left my bags with the good reception people and Jonathan and I headed out in search of food.  The shower would have to wait.  But I didn’t feel bad about being all gross from traveling, because he hadn’t showered either.

As we were wandering down the street in search of vittles, we saw a large portion of our fire group walking into Rockpool.  I had never been there before so I figured that I’d give their food a shot.  The 8 of us ordered various things from Shepard’s Pie to Fish and Chips to Lamb.

I went with lamb.  A lamb shank with gravy and mashed potatoes.  And broccoli.  And it was good…  Oh so very good.  However, I did eye the lamb roast that one of my compadres ordered.  If we end up getting delayed, we may have to stop back by so I can have that dish.

Sad note – The Brewer’s Arms – my favorite place to eat here, is closed.  I had been wistfully dreaming about going there for WEEKS leading up to my departure.  Gah.  Devastating.

After we had finished eating, Chief Pahl met up with us at Rockpool.  None of the new guys had met him yet and when they first saw him as he was walking up the road, one of our FNGs blurted out “Holy shit!  He is tall!”.  It made me laugh because I think I had the exact same reaction the first time I met Chief in Denver 7 years ago.

Catching up with him was excellent and we found out the other two dispatchers due at Mainbody are all PQ’d and good to go.  Hopefully it will be an excellent dispatch crew.  It will be a change from my previous seasons as Lori and I will be the only two females in dispatch.

A little while later, we decided to part ways and make our way back to the hotel.  My room was finally ready and I was past ready for a shower.

I have a nice big room with a king size bed that I will thoroughly appreciate sprawling out across for as long as we are here, because I know in a few days I will be stuck with a little single bed.  For the next several months.  But that’s ok.  And it felt great to shower, although, I was admittedly confused at first on how the set up would be with more than one person in the room.  You see, the shower is completely enclosed in glass.  You can see all the way through the bathroom from the bed.  I was too tired to be concerned with that though because I had my room all to myself.  *Note* this morning, I found the nifty switch that lowers a shade outside of the shower to block off the view from the bathroom to the rest of the room.

So, this is what all has happened over the past few days.  It is now almost 04:30 on Tuesday and we have our day of orientation at CDC starting in a few hours.  My alarm is set for 0630 so I may attempt to get a little more sleep.  Again.  I tried when I originally woke up, but that didn’t happen.  I guess that is what I deserve after I went to bed at 5pm last night.

Stay cool!

Tori

It’s too damn hot here

I don’t know how many people still read this, or if anyone is interested…

I’ve decided it’s too hot in Cayman, so I’m getting ready to return to the Ice.

Living in a tropical paradise has had it’s ups and downs.  Up – I’ve made some amazing friends.  Down – I hate taking 911 calls about mango thieves.

Stay Tuned!