
At an information session last night, the expedition leader said to expect a bumpy night and lots of bouncing around today. And so it was, and so it is. Twice during the night I almost fell out of bed because the cabin was pitching so wildly. Today, we’re sailing through 18-foot waves in a gale (8 on the Beaufort Scale). The spray reached as high as our balcony on the sixth deck, roughly 75 feet above the water line. Thank you, scopolamine!
Day 2 of our journey through the Drake Passage, and the seas are much calmer. When I looked outside, I thought at first that my glasses were fogged up from my mask. My glasses were clear, however; all the fog is outside, so it seems like we’re plowing through an enormous carton of weak skim milk. After a mandatory review of the do’s and don’ts of Antarctic travel – such as resisting the urge to pet the penguins and seals – we got fitted for our expedition parkas and boots, and the idea that I’d soon be in Antarctica began to sink in.
You’re going to Antarctica? Cool! My parents are going to the Antarctica soon and I’m interested to hear your opinions on the trip! Maybe I can recommend some things for them to make sure they do or don’t do! I wasn’t invited but I don’t mind much, ha, I’m sure its beautiful but a bit too cold for me!
If they’re photographers, tell them to bring an extra battery for their camera. The cold really saps battery life. I found a scopolamine patch helped a lot with the Drake Passage.
I’ll let them know, thank you!