Arrivals and departures

Last 48 hours we have mostly either traveled or packed. Now I am home alone and Arnaud has left for Antarctica. Suddenly the chaos of packing is gone and it is quiet and a bit hollow. I guess this is what it means to be so privileged that we both have jobs where hiking on northern tundra and photographing southern nunataks are possible... Arrivals, departures and alternating in being the one who is waiting at home while the other is out for adventures...