Bananas
A plane arrived yesterday with bananas. I guess there were people and important scientific equipment and all sorts of other things on the plane too, but more importantly, bananas.
So, today for lunch we had a bowl of bananas to pick from, in addition to the regular fare. They cut them in half to ration them, as I guess some of the other objects on the plane were deemed more important than everyone on base having a whole banana.
Last week I got one large juicy chunk of melon (the orange kind, not the pale green kind (I always mix up the names)). I had a physical reaction to it. Censored for this blog I could say I had a religious experience, although those weren't the words I used at the time.
There are situations uniquely Antarctican, like when you see a group of people listening raptly to the description of a peach, or bargaining over an avocado. People flying down on these flights later in the season know to bring “freshies” as they are a currency here worth they weight in gold.
I long for greens.
I'd like the salad appetizer, a plate of spinach and broccoli, and a side of spinach, please.
