WOW. That WOW can have its own paragraph.

Seeing land after nearly three weeks was special but to see the Station just perched up there on the rocks with a covering of fresh snow was pretty amazing. The two big wind turbines tower above brightly coloured buildings that seem to be randomly scattered around the rocky peninsular. Get me off the ship! The AA was sitting out in Kista Strait and it wasn’t until the next day that it was able to move into Horseshoe Harbour and tie up. Luckily it was calm enough for us to get into the inflatables and get ashore. No luggage but who cares. I may have been paid good money to lay around on a ship and eat food, watch movies, read books and do Sudoku’s but I wanted to set my foot onto the last continent I hadn’t been to. And then I was there. Eddie and I just smiled. No, actually we grinned like little kids.

We were escorted to the Hagglands by the station crew who were as equally excited to see us and the ship as we were to be there. I’d seen a Haggland in Hobart but had never been for a ride in one. Noisy but pretty cool. We drove up to the Redshed which is to be our home for the next year and after a brief induction were shown to our rooms.
Overwhelmed is a great word. Much more descriptive than just whelmed.