Antarctic Reflections As Life Goes On I’m writing this in the wee hours of the morning three weeks after stepping off the ship. The amnesia still hasn’t kicked in. The last days of this 4 month odyssey were a nightmare and the memories are still raw. I’m really looking forward to that subsiding so I can enjoy the three months of great memories that were made on that boat and the precious time down in Antarctica.  I know that will come. Perhaps as I look though my thousands of pictures and recall those special memories of curious penguins, of languid seals, of majestic whales, of magical skies and of the…