Where it all started?

Despite the complexity of all our dreams and the envisaged path to reach them, I think most decisions in life are as simple as: "Yes or No".


So to sign up for a 14 month expedition to travel and live in the most inhospitable continent on earth can start with a simple: Yes.  This was the answer to the first question of whether I should enquire about a possible position in the 51st South African expedition to Antarctica.  


Life sometimes keeps her doors closed but sometimes she throws them open like a grocery salesman on a hot summer's day.  It took roughly a month from my first inquiry to arriving in Cape Town for training.  In that time I had to formally apply, survive an interview, survive a health check, survive delicate negotiations with the loved ones and I had to pack up my humble yet comfortable life in George.


It should however be mentioned that as with most stories this one also started before its beginning.  Firstly, the fact that I grew up in a house where excuses to travel was scarce and, secondly, maybe the fact that the word 'Expedition' came up while fishing with my brothers the weekend before; both played roles in the decision.