November 21st is always a memorable date. It was on this day in 1978 that I flew to Antarctica. Today isn't anywhere near as spectacular, but I will be flying again. This time it will be from Vancouver to Tucson Arizona, via Los Angeles. I'm en route to the Mud Hut in New Mexico to visit my friends Guy and Sheila, and Mike and Karen and others.
Digging through some old photos during my time here in Vancouver, produced this gem from October 1979. Spot the Canadian. Hint- white skin. This was on board a freighter from Ambon to Surabaya in Indonesia. Five days, on the Banda Sea, with nothing to eat but plain boiled white rice and dried salted fish. But the crew were great. Just don't expect to beat them at the game of chess.
Happy Trails,
Paul
The Thoughtful Wanderer
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