October 25, 2011 Tuesday
Tuesday was supposed to be the last day that we spent in New Zealand. We finally made it to the vet in Rangoria and picked up all of the anesthesia meds that we will need for the season. Rachel, John, and I spent a couple hours labelling, cataloging, and packing the drugs for the flight down. With controlled substances like these they need to be kept securely locked up or with Rachel at all times. We felt a bit strange with hundreds of dollars of drugs laying out in the open on our hotel beds… scientist drug dealers.
The weather had changed overnight, the wind had picked up and the skies had become an endless blanket of grey. We went to the CDC (Clothing Distribution Center) in Christchurch and received our two orange bags full of our ECW (Extreme Cold Weather) gear and tried on every single item of clothing to make sure that everything fit well and all zippers worked properly.
Markus proposed that we go out to a nice final meal before heading for the ice, a “last supper”. Thus, we embarked later that night upon a journey to a local Thai restaurant that served us the most beautiful, delectable, and authentic Thai food. We were hearing reports that the weather at McMurdo had been very bad for the past two days, which wasn’t a good sign. Markus and Roger (both seasoned Antarctic explorers) kept referring to this supper as the first of what was to be perhaps several “last suppers”…