Chronic Negress

Come morning, we were still rocking and rolling in the Drake and I made it to a bacon-y vacation breakfast with weak tea and water. There was a lecture by the ship’s ornithologist about the various birds we would see along the way, and we did see several albatross, petrels and sheathbills following in the boat’s wake. Seas were rough enough that lunch service became a sandwich, apple and water delivered to your cabin. I went back below after the bird lecture and laid down for a bit with my earbuds in. Good decision. I have been regularly taking the seasickness meds and they make you drowsy. So a nap was in order. It was a good nap indeed. I went to the evening briefing and entered my pick in the iceberg sighting pool. Dinner (without wine this time) came and went and now I’m in the library at the stern of the ship watching birds chase us and writing this.

This is when the water was calmer

We had the pleasure of having several college students from Michigan State, Penn State and Iowa studying various Antarctica-related topics. This dropped the average age of cruise participants precipitously, and was welcome. A hearty “fur seal” out of to all of them, You have to pronounce “fur seal” as though you are a Norwegian bachelor farmer.