I've divided my photos up into two parts - photos of the lunar eclipse and photos of the lunar party. Being toast, toastie or having a level of toastiness is something that all Antarctic winter-overs can claim to have experinced. Being down here, away from loved ones, family and the niceties of the outside world can do strange things to you. Toastiness manifests itself in a variety of ways. In fact, writing this very section in this diary is probably a sign of toastiness in me.
People try to combat being toastie in a variety of ways.
Toast is such a way of life here at Pole that last year they even distilled a spirit and named it toast juice. It's a clear alcohol with a triple figure proof. I'm sure it's not far from being almost pure ethyl alcohol. Now the next set of photos are of events that some of us have tried to use to combat our toastiness. But like I said, sometimes all it does is bring it out even more.