My time in Christchurch was good and fairly brief. I was able to enjoy a breakfast at the Windsor Hotel and some Ginger Tom beer. I was outfitted with cold weather clothing at the CDC and off the next day to MCM. We had a good flight. I was able to visit the cockpit while flying over the Transantarctic Mountains... beautiful icy peaks poking out of the low clouds. Upon arrival with the plane doors open, I emerged on a familiar place where it felt nothing had changed. Time away from here feels like it is preserved in a dream. The weather has been colder than previous years. After getting settle here in McMurdo Station, Liz and I quickly shift to preparing our equipment and attending field refresher training. Its also really good to see old friends down here, its quite an extraordinary community down here. I am glad I wore clothes I liked because my luggage is still missing. Its good to be reminded that I really don't need all that stuff. Not yet at least.