The 6th having slowed and finally slipped into sleep, the team wake the following day, refreshed. Compared to the bustle of the North Pole, the South Pole's Yacht Port is subdued and almost restful. This gives the team time to undertake those tidying and welding jobs that were needed and ignore (for a while) the frustrating failures that had been dogging their investigations. It is only the 8th, the first day of a (hopefully less frenetic) week that they return to those questions
- What is in the computer?
- What is in the crate?
- Which of those crates has the new set of heads for the zero-g torque wrench?
- Does my new Vacc Suit fit?
- Does the new look of my cabin please?
- Why is that cat sat on my new linen?
- What shall we do now?