It has been nearly 4 years and I still find this the most peculiar and exceptional set of sentences to ever come out of my mouth: “We went back country skiing in Antarctica. We sailed 5 days from Ushuaia, the most southern city in the world, to the Antarctic Peninsula and then spent 20 days sailing around, picking mountains to climb up and ski down, all the while hanging out with penguins. Then we sailed another 5 days to get back to Ushuaia.”
This must truly be the definition of a “once in a lifetime” experience. Even thinking back about this trip years later, I am reminded it has left a mark on my soul; a connection to nature, a disconnect from daily life and a reconnect to myself as I have never experienced before.