Sol Journal for October 3rd
by Anastasiya Stepanova – Crew Journalist
We had a dinner: Jambalaya mix with dehydrated sausage crumbles and monetary jack cheese. The recipe of Jambalaya came from New Orleans and it is a mix of rice, bell pepper and spices. Everyone were full and happy, clueless that the coming night will be special.
Lights are out, water pump is off and doors are closed. I roll over from one side to another in my bed. One hour after and yet no sleep. A strange feeling was getting under my skin, but as I thought, it is all that chili pepper at the dinner, which made me anxious. Dry and warm air, thirstiness and insomnia.
Wind, wind and more wind. I could feel my bunk was shaking, I could feel all habitat was screaming with the voice of metal and wood. Suddenly we heard a swat. Yusuke and Jon ran downstairs and saw that the exterior door of the airlock got loose. The wind was strong enough to wreck it. The inner door was intact and the habitat atmosphere unchanged. If it was a real Mars, we would be safe, but not for long. The crew would put on the space suits and go outside from the engineering lock, since by the using main one we could depressurize the whole station. The door was not as damaged as we were scared of, but it would take an hour to fix it well enough to last until the next supply from Earth. One of the latches had a crack then with the strong wind, it tore apart and that caused the damage to the airlock door. We checked all systems once again and went back to our beds, but nobody slept well that night.
In the morning, all crew members looked tired listening to that music of the desert wind. The storm continued its way during the day. It ripped of small part of the tunnel tarpaulin cover and filled with dust our solar panels. Next couple of EVA’s (extra vehicle activity) we will have a lot of maintenance work to do. Mars does not give us a break, Mars warns us to stand always in the wings.