Icy Reception
JAN 08, 2007
DOI: 10.1063/PT.5.020751
Wired : The computer room in the Amundsen-Scott South Pole Station still smells of fresh paint and new furniture. With its gray carpets, soft lighting, and a couple of artificial plants, it could be the lobby of a modestly prosperous law firm. But the brutal white reflection of an ice desert filtering through tiny tinted windows reminds me that I’m at the bottom of the globe, a long way from everywhere.
© 2007 American Institute of Physics
