In one of those twists of fate we landed in Sri Lanka to board the Revelle on the 9th anniversary of the Indonesian earthquake and tsunami. As we headed out of the airport the PA system announced that a minute of silence would be observed. The buzz of the terminal deadened as everything stopped and through the haze of jetlag it suddenly hit me, we’re here.
Sometimes life has a certain symmetry to it and the mind cannot resist making connections and seeing patterns. Not that there’s a grand design here, it’s just curious how things work out. It’s the anniversary of the earthquake that stirred in me the curiosity of what makes the Earth tick. It is on this day we’ve come aboard Revelle with the intent to peer down through the ocean at the Indonesian subduction zone and unravel some of its mysteries.
There is so much to do with preparations aboard, getting all our equipment in order and generally getting accustomed to the ship that there’s been little time to marvel at the opportunity we’ve been afforded. It’s getting late and as the ship quietens and only the creaking of the mooring lines can be heard outside there is space for this simple yet powerful reflection, that amongst the angst and anxiety of all the new things we have yet to learn, we can’t wait to get going.