I recently had the pleasure of traveling from Oslo, Norway to Budapest, Hungary, taking every form of transportation imaginable. On the flight to Oslo, in preparation for my visit to the Fram museum, I finished reading My Life as an Explorer: Autobiography of the First Man to Reach the South Pole by Roald Amundsen. It helped put my mind in a place that could fully appreciate the ship and the significance of the items contained within the museum. All the while, I kept finding myself humming along to Our Retired Explorer (Dines with Michel Foucault in Paris, 1961) by The Weakerthans and repeating “Oh Antarctica” over and over again.