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Steamed poulard of Bresse.
Roasted scallops,
Cromesqui shellfish.
Browned sweetbread,
truffled potatoes.
Tournedos Rossini, chateaubriand,
venison.
Rubinette apples, hare la Royale,
Burgundy wines.
Without realizing it,
I was starting to...
...do things I would
keep up all my life.
Charcot had snow,
so I studied the crystals.
At first in a basic way, to see
Why were the summer snow squalls
finer than the winter ones?
Their thickness told
of snowy winters...
...or long periods with
no precipitation.
Crystals!
I realized that
no two were the same.
Each singular form
had its own story to tell.
Intact in their youth, they fill
out and are transformed...
...crushed beneath
I would later learn to measure...
...I watched them slide
imperceptibly towards the depths.
Ice is a river whose stillness
is but an appearance.
to reach the coast...
...before settling on the ocean.
Split by the tides,
they become icebergs.
Warm seas push and
then melt them.
Once water, they set off
Taken by the sun,
they become vapor...
...and return to the sky
to maybe fall here again...
...in a timescale that reduces
my existence to nothingness.
In the end, our year
went by quickly.
I keep the memory of the heady
I've never seen as many stars
as I did in the Antarctic sky.
The memory of the Aurora Australis
still gives me goosebumps.
I endured the barely tolerable
extreme cold...
...to enjoy it for as
long as possible.
I remember our last
night at Charcot...
...ears instinctively lulled by
the familiar hum of our recorders.
I listened to them one last time,
with a sense of accomplishment.
For the first time in history...
...men had joined forces
to take the pulse of our planet...
...with no regard for
race or nationality.
We were among them,
as one with our colleagues...
...doing the same work as us
all over the Antarctic...
...in Tahiti, Venezuela
or Vladivostok.
We were relieved
a year after our arrival...
...in a critical
physical condition...
...suffering scurvy and
snow blindness.
But so happy to see new faces.
Farewell, Charcot.
A year later, the oncoming glacier
forced the base to be abandoned.
Crushed by the ice, it still
slides gently towards the coast.
I climbed aboard
with a single-minded...
...determination to return.
I was gripped by a strange virus:
a passion for the Antarctic.
This morning president
Ren Coty...
...welcomed members of the French
expedition to Adlie Land...
...men who have risked
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