rolling, rolling on a river

Drake Passage, Southern Ocean

As far as my eyes can see there is no land nearby. We’re adrift in the Southern Ocean swaying from side to side. It’s like being in a crib and it lulls you to sleep. The morning was pretty rough and I popped enough Dramamine to put myself to sleep from breakfast until well after lunch but I’m feeling much better now. Well enough to attend the lectures on Antarctica Penguins, the Antarctic Landscape and Shackleton’s Antarctic Expedition (which now explains the 22 Irish folk onboard). By the time I went to bed at about 10 the sun was just starting to set. I imagine this will be my routine until we get to Antarctica.


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