Cosmic Bowling and Walking to New Zealand

Went bowling on wendsday after work, we have a little 2 lane alley in the basement of a quanset hut left over from the 60's. The lanes are a tad wobbly, but what can you really ask for?



Last night a few of us walked to New Zealand, and by that I mean the New Zealand base for drinks. Every Thursday they host American Night, during which we are allowed to visit their base and drink their beer, differant brands than our own. During the rest of the week we are politely requested not to bother them. It was a good time, with fun had by all, though actual Kiwis are often in short supply, as many tend to hole up in their rooms when the Americans invade.



Walking to the Kiwi base.



The Kiwi base right on the edge of the ice sheet. Much smaller than McMurdo.



That sign is totally lying, the population is al least 40 or 50.



Drinking with the kiwis. Actually these are all Americans, but we are definatly at the New Zealander's base, and there are kiwis around, I swear.