At Swoop, we’re all about creating life-changing experiences in the world’s most remote and breathtaking places. 💙
When our traveler @olga_lvoff returned from her Antarctic adventure story, she shared a beautiful poem that perfectly captures the magic of the White Continent. ✨
Translated from her native Russian, it’s a reflection of the wonder, solitude, and awe that only Antarctica can inspire.
Thank you, Olga, for bringing this journey to life in words. 🇦🇶
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Here are some more thoughts from Olga, the poet behind these lines:
“At the beginning of this year, my dream came true—Antarctica.
It was a trip for just my father and me. My father is an oceanologist; he studies sound in the ocean. When I was a child, he worked at the Academy of Sciences, in the Institute of Oceanology, and the stuffed coelacanth (a vivid representative of living fossils), around which the employees’ children would dance in New Year’s circles, became a symbol of my childhood. In those days, my father would go on expeditions and had traveled to all the oceans except the Southern Ocean. That’s why Antarctica became our shared dream.
And just recently, we returned. We traveled there via Buenos Aires—vibrant, distinctive, and fascinating, yet real, earthly. But Antarctica felt like something out of a dream. It was too different from anything else I had ever seen in my life. As if I had opened my eyes after a dream—and suddenly, everything was back to normal. But somewhere in that dream remained penguins, white-blue icebergs, the wind, whales, orcas, cliffs, snow, bays, glaciers, birds, mountain peaks, our ship, a passing sailing schooner, knee-high boots that we submerged in water as we stepped onto land; a black volcano, rocks, six-meter-high waves in the Drake Passage, the rolling of the ship, the blinding white glare from ice, snow, and the sun shining both from above and below (reflecting off the white earth’s surface). And so, on the