Depends if I'm passenger or crew. Working a ship sounds like a way bigger pain in the ass than my job.
How am I supposed to traverse Antarctica (a continental land mass) in a big wooden ship? Does the ship have wheels and sleds? Because Antarctica is a desert. A cold one, yes, but still a very-much-hostile-to-sea-faring-wessels desert.
I'm questioning the logistics of dragging ships along across the antarctic mountains, but as long as I am one of those riding the ships instead of dragging, I'm game.
So we gotta be trans to go on the trip?
I mean if that's the price... 😂
My roommate went to Omega Mart a few days ago and all she got me was this pack of chewing gum and maybe covid. Hopefully not the covid, but she's got it right now. :/
Edit: got the covid too.
Amazing.
Would probably still be warmer than some of the offices I've worked in.
Very nice. Difficult choice between that and an Airship
12 grand for the 22 day trip, before the fares to Argentina. Not too shabby.
I don't know if, knowing what I know now about how Shakleton's trip went, I would sign up for an expedition on the Endurance.
If you sign up for an expedition and things go wrong, you better hope it’s with Shackleton.
The sea is a cruel mistress me hearties 🏴☠️
Many good jobs from the past are no more such a shame.
I'll pass on trans antarctic trips. I'm not a fan of the cold, and it's very cold down there. Now trans Atlantic.... YES!
Yeah no one ever got cold on a trans-atlantic ship, no sir, not even in April 1912.
Those guys going from Denmark to Iceland on longships in 800 a.d. were just toasty warm as well
When I was a kid my mother got me a book on the expedition of the Terror.
I will not be going on a trans arctic or antarctic voyage in a wooden ship.
Edit: NVM I'll go. Risk is worth it. Call me up when you're ready to embark
As long as we have access to modern medicine I'm game!
Here’s an orange
On a scale from 1-100, how many teeth does the surgeon's bone-saw have?
Just make sure to choose the right type of boat.
Cuz shackelton did not.
I wouldn't go on a trans antarctic trip; I wouldn't want the cold air blowing up my skirt.
I read this as leaving one's job because the boss asked them to go on a ship for the office tembuilding exercise or something. I'd have to sleep on it myself, I think.
Me, even after watching the terror: (👁 ͜ʖ👁)
I'm a descendant of Roald Amundsen, so yeah, let's do this.
Just imagine if they'd given the command of the British Antarctic expedition to Shackleton instead of Scott. I still think Amundsen would've beaten the Brits to the pole, but I very much doubt Shackleton would've gotten himself and his men killed.
There's some evidence that he was passed over for the command for political reasons having to do with him being Irish.
Better than being a descendant of Scott. Then it might not be advisable. Unless you wish to go for a walk and be some time.
I use dark mode for a reason. FU.
Yeah, me too.
Sadist.
Buddy. First I want to say, I upvoted you both times purely because you made me laugh, but after seeing this comment from you on two threads, I have to say it's absolutely fucking unhinged. You cannot possibly expect millions of people to conform to you and only post dark images, that's literally insane. Most people don't even know how to use dark mode for stuff, they certainly aren't going the extra step and using things like Dark Reader, etc. You might want to just pack this gripe up because it's only going to continue to frustrate you fruitlessly.
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.After the roman empire this is probably what I think about most
Ah yes, the Diversity, if I recall correctly from the documentary about anchormen.
Or Arkham and Miskatonic
When I was in my 20s, I seriously looked into getting a job in Antarctica. I kept looking at Raytheon's job page to see if anything applied. There was no wooden ship, but it still sounded so romantic to me that I really thought it would be a great adventure.
So glad I never did it.
That would've been such a cool experience, but yeah... probably less fun that we'd imagine.
