Why, hello there.
My mother named me Kristen Brianna in 1991 but my friends named me Demeter in 2011. That story involves a Princess Leia slave costume, some ears of corn, and a regional burn… Anyways…
I want to move to Antarctica.
Where did I get this idea?
Those that have known me a long time know that seeing the Aurora Borealis in person has been on my bucket list since first reading Phillip Pullman’s His Dark Materials series in elementary school. In fall of 2015, due to some scientific-something, auroras were forecasted to be visible from my home state of Ohio. This was something that had not happened since I was too young to be awake late at night. I called up a few of my friends and we went and found a cornfield a few hours north (away from the Cincinnati light pollution) and waited. We on a blanket, drank some wine, and sang off-key karaoke making wishes on the meteor shower that happened to be occurring at the same time.
While we waited my friend Erica mentioned the southern lights, the Aurora Australis, that are visible from Antarctica. She also mentioned that she was thinking about applying for jobs down there. We spent the rest of the night in the cornfield Googling “life in Antarctica” (and “how to sing better”) and I became smitten with the idea.
Side note: the Aurora Borealis never made an appearance that evening in our part of Ohio so I’ve yet to check auroras off my bucket list. (spoiler, see: THIS post)
To those that ask me this question, I usually respond with “why not?” (and then they yell at me, “IT’S COLD!”). But in reality, my answer is much deeper than that.
What is the purpose of life except to create adventures and have an amazing story to tell? One day when I’m sitting around with my grandchildren and they are interviewing me for a school project I want to blow them away with the Adventures of Grandma (*future blog name ideas*).
I have a few adventures under my belt already, after all, I did move alone to Cork, Ireland from December 2012 to June 2013. As an American who’d never left the country, I lived in Ireland in an apartment with the daughter of an Irish millionaire, not one but TWO blind men, one beautiful seeing-eye dog (RIP Patsy 2017), and a German who was still learning the quirks of the English language. Talk about adventures…
I want the next chapter in my life’s tales to be Antarctica. In fact, I’d be fine with many years’ worth of chapters having the icy background that is the great white desert. Though, I’m sure once I hit Antarctica I’ll have to add “live in all 7 continents” to my bucket list. It’s hard not to when the hardest one is completed.
(post image source: Photographer – Krystal Robb, Model: Me!)