Vast plains of nothing. Icy wastes expanding further than the imagination.

It’s the home of dramatic glacial pinnacles and fuzzy penguins waddling and diving. But for many, it’s simply home. Working nine hour days, six days a week in support of “science,” upward of 800 people crowd McMurdo Station between the months of September and February every year. The majority of those people will not see beyond the boundaries of that small “town.