Journey to the frozen continent - Antarctica...
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It was the evening of 8 th December, my wedding anniversary. I was sitting inside an aircraft with 6 other colleagues from all over the world. We were travelling to the rarest destination. The southernmost, coldest, windiest and driest continent on earth, “Antarctica” - the land of blue ice, the white desert and so on. It was the chartered flight from Cape Town, South Africa and there was more cargo inside that plane than humans. We weren’t travelling in a high tech Boeing or a similar aircraft for this journey though. In fact, it wouldn’t gel with the kind of journey one would otherwise anticipate. There was excitement all over. I also had another pilot for company. He was supposed to take us on our further journey by a smaller aircraft. A 75 year young pilot with a high level of fitness who had flown all over Antarctica with the enthusiasm of a 30 year old. You’ll be wondering why was I on this plane and why was I going to Antarctica. Well, I was part of Indian Scie...