We’ve moved to low orbit now, and we’re going to be there for the rest of the training. Then we head out. After the training it takes four days to get to the new station, during which I’ll likely be incommunicado (we’ll see, though). Then the fun begins.
We’re staying in quarters now that are similar to the ones on station. We each have a sleeping alcove with a sort of sliding door and some tiny shelves. (In case of emergency, they also have life support, so it’s a good thing I’m not claustrophobic.) There’s a table in the center, four chairs, a couple more shelves, and a tiny bathroom.
Claire takes long showers, but we’re managing to share space fairly well so far. They say it gets tougher later in the year, but we’ll see about that.
I understand that there was a fight, actually, when we got up here. There’s been no news on the border standoff (at least none for us, and I don’t think they’re likely to filter our news), but I guess no news was enough to spark a disagreement and get four people sent home. I dunno about you, but I learned a while back that people are not their governments. I guess not everyone picked up on that.
