Penguins, Albatross Drama, and My First Ride in the Penguin Shame Jeep
Alarm: 5:30 a.m. Body: “You’ve got to be kidding me.” Penguins: “Welcome to our office, suckers.” We rolled into New Island (west side of the Falklands) at dawn, and the weather gods actually smiled—sunny, barely any wind, and a downright tropical 54 °F. We’re calling it bikini weather from now on. First real test of … More Penguins, Albatross Drama, and My First Ride in the Penguin Shame Jeep


