I write this initial entry as an explanation - a guide of sorts for the next few entries. Encapsulating the experience in Antarctica has been the most difficult of tasks - evidenced by my tardiness in posting a new tale. It has been by far the hardest writing I've done on the trip; mainly because the experience itself is unbefitting of description. Words seem almost an insult to the entire continent.
I've been pondering for days on how best to relay the events of those ten days. In the end, I couldn't find a better format than to write an entry for each day of the trip. I realize this may get a bit tedious, and some of you may tune out until I start writing about Buenos Aires or Montevideo or even into Africa - and obviously you're more than welcome to do so. However, I hope you check out a few of the entries on the White Continent. It was without a doubt the greatest experience of my life to date (I caveat this pending the next 9 months of travel - I've four more continents to go you know). And, make no mistake; it definitely had its share of low points as well. Some of my worst experiences as a traveler also came on this little cruise.
In the end, you may ask, "Was it worth it?" Without a doubt, yes. Followed by "Would you do it again?" Yes, but probably not for a while. It honestly takes a while to process the whole ordeal, and to be quite candid, the lows were low enough to make me think twice about booking again tomorrow.
Enough preface. I hope you enjoy the ride. I certainly did. And, as always, thanks for following along.