{"id":1277,"date":"2018-06-12T10:54:23","date_gmt":"2018-06-12T08:54:23","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/arctrain.de\/?p=1277"},"modified":"2018-11-08T10:18:25","modified_gmt":"2018-11-08T09:18:25","slug":"1277-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/arctrain.de\/ru\/1277-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Being at the Right Place at the Right Time"},"content":{"rendered":"
Do you remember Valentin\u2019s post about Changing to the Dark Side: How [He] Ended up in Science?<\/a> Where he said getting a PhD is also about being at the right place at the right time? Where he said the story about being at the right place at the right time will be told another time? Well this is it, this is another time, this is my story, because that would be exactly my answer to the question how I ended up as an (ArcTrain) PhD student: \u201cI just happened to be at the right place at the right time.\u201d \u2013 because that\u2019s exactly what happened.<\/p>\n Capturing the moment. (Credit: Volker Diekamp)<\/p><\/div>\n Since my first lecture in marine geology during my bachelor where we learned about expeditions to sea, I knew I wanted to be part of one, one day. So I took a student assistant job, hoping one day my working group would take me on one of their expeditions. But it didn\u2019t happen. At least not during my bachelor. I changed universities for my master, but I knew here I also wouldn\u2019t get the chance to join an expedition. This university only owned a small research vessel, that is normally not making it any further than a few Swedish fjords – which is also amazing but not how I was imagining a real expedition.\u00a0I should be proven wrong. Half way through my master we had a course with several guest lectures and there it happened, when I expected it the least. Not only did we get to listen to an inspiring lecture about arctic research but in the end we were asked if anyone wanted to join an arctic expedition and write a master thesis about it. There were suddenly so many thoughts in my mind. ‘Of course I\u2019ll do it’, was the first. ‘Was this really happening’, was the second? ‘Was he really asking this question in front of some random master students, he didn\u2019t even know? And what would happen to my other plans about a master thesis about micro plastic that I actually\u00a0really wanted to write? – Screw it, it doesn\u2019t matter, there will be time for that later.’ This was my opportunity to join a sea going expedition. The chance that I was hoping to get for so long. And it wasn\u2019t just any expedition, it was one to the artic, so what was I even thinking about?!? This discussion in my head only lasted for a few seconds and the next moment I still remember really clear. I rose my hand and looked around in the room, a little nervous because I expected at least half of my class mates to do the same. But no. No one did. But me. And that was it. That was the decision. That was the moment I was waiting for for such a long time. I was going on an arctic expedition!<\/p>\n What followed where a few emails back and forth, some documents to be filled in, some polar clothes to be fitted and three months later I found myself on an Air Greenland<\/em> flight to Kangerlussuaq, Greenland, where we switched to the smallest passenger air plane I ever flew with and continued our journey to Nuuk to finally board the research vessel.<\/p>\n<\/a>