What’s that Smell?
January 17, 2005 | 12:00
Cabin No. 419, M/S Andrea
After spending the past 7 days exploring the beautiful landscapes and many amazing creatures of Antarctica, I began to wonder if there was anything that could go wrong on this exploration. The group had spent many hours learning the courageous stories of great explorers like Shackleton and Scott, but nothing seemed to go in the wrong direction for our group. We had had the privilege of visiting the historic sites of Antarctica escaping the peril that those famous explorers had experienced.
Then it hit me. As I was entering my cabin, number 419, I was attacked by the ‘fowl stench’- penguin guano. I couldn’t believe what I smelled. It was as if a live penguin colony had moved into my cabin. I searched around for the source of the odor and soon learned it was not just one single item. My boots, ski pants, parka, sweater, socks, jeans, and all the rest of the items I had worn on the continent just plain stunk.
At this point, I made the decision to begin packing those items in hopes that the stench would be locked inside of my suitcase. However, as I sit here and reflect upon this smelly situation, I am still reminded of that ‘fowl’ odor. The door has been propped open for quite some time and housekeeping has even stopped in with air freshener. It is safe to say that I will be opening my suitcase as little as possible for the duration of the journey.
Dustin Malcolm '05