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To my complete and utter surprise and astonishment, Season 2 of the The Deep South (Antarctic) Adventures of Cap’n Eli has come to a close (thanks for that one, N8). Tonight is my very last “night” in Antarctica, and I can practically taste the fresh sushi it my mouth.

Does it count as a “night” if the sun never sets?

Tonight, on Chris and my last night in Antarctica (of all other nights), the sun set for the first time in over 100 days. It wasn’t for much more than a few minutes, but for those few minutes we were at peace: Cedar, Chris, and I, each peeping out our own MMI Lounge window, sunglasses on. The sun was gliding along the horizon, and as it approached Black Island it slipped-in behind the tallest peak. We three sat in silence.

Last season I arrived Oct 12th and left Feb 17th, and on my last night, the night of the 16th, I sat by myself at the window in the MMI Lounge. I waited, hoping (praying?) for all it was worth that something would block the sun, even if only for a second. Mount Discovery really gave it her all, 110%, but, apparently, that wasn’t good enough. Luckily, my wish came true when Black Island stepped-up and fucking knocked it out of the park.

I saw the first sunset of winter.

This season I arrived Oct 13th and will be leaving Feb 16th, and on my last night, the night of the 15th, I sat with Cedar and Chris at the windows in the MMI Lounge and watched the first sunset of winter.

Score one more for Black Island.