The adventure comes to an end as we say goodbye to our floating home and newfound friends. In awe, we make our way back from Fin del Mundo - the city at the end of the world and the beginning of everything. As we fly north, our hearts remain in the south, reflecting on the new adventures that await our newfound friends among the crew of MS Fridtjof Nansen. We wish them clear skies and a following sea. I hear the white wastes calling across a restless sea; civilization is paling - the wanderer’s disease.