So how does one leave their job, friends and basically every comfort of home to spend an entire year isolated in one of the most remote and desolate places in the world? That's a great question, and this is the result of a drunken bet. But I'm getting a head of myself, so why don't we start at the beginning.
So after a rather hectic week at my office, I was looking forward to kicking back with some friends at a local bar
we meet at a few times of the month, watching baseball on one of the many screens around the establishment and once again watching our beloved home team get crushed by our despised rivals
Over the course of the evening, we talked about various topics. Baseball. Work. Baseball. Politics. Baseball... well, you get the general idea.