No big stars, no computer special effects, no bombing propaganda. There is only truth, what the eyes see, what the ears hear, what is touched, and what is felt. . . . . .
The welder of Indian royal blood, the banker turned truck driver. . . . . . Behind every ordinary door in the hotel in the base is an extraordinary story.
The woman who could go on and on, she survived malaria; a pack of angry elephants ran after her; it was a swamp of tsetse flies; faced a civil war; got stuck in a bombed-out airport. Late; insurgents arguing in a bar exchange fire, eventually rescued by drunken Russian pilots; galloping down a runway full of ballistics. . . . . .
With that experience, you can come to Antarctica.
For those who yearn for freedom, travel means so much more. There are such people in Antarctica. The man who always had a canvas bag ready to go, with the necessities in it, ready to go when he was notified.
The Doctors are washing the dishes, the linguists are in this land without language, that sort of thing, it's wonderful.
Exploring the last uncharted territory on earth may be an irresistible temptation.
The biologist who was used to being rude because of his loneliness, the penguin who lost his way.
There are few directors who can shoot the end of the world so beautifully and so shockingly. - Lie down on the glacier, put your ears to the ground, and listen to the calls of the seals hundreds of meters below.
Like the sound of heaven.
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