Paying the Drake tax

The sea did not make us the favor this time. I guess the Drake Passage wants to confirm its reputation, showing us all its greatness. 40-45 nautical miles wind & 10m high waves, making the MV Ushuaia (and us of-course) rolling like crazy in the middle of the ocean. Sea sickness dominates amongst the expeditioners, with few of us managing to stand up. I spent the whole night in the lounge, feeling safer comparing to my cabin. Trying to get some sleep in the 1,5 feet couch with all kinds of objects flying around you is not the ideal, but luckily I managed to get a couple of hours nap. Peter, Virginie & Marjan were somewhere around throughout the night, with Virginie “managing” to fall of her couch twice, ending to continue her sleep on the floor. Endless hours of being inactive give the green light to thousands of thoughts crossing your mind. Realizing what we have been exposed to during the last days. Thinking of what actions can you make to make this trip worth.

Team Inspire, Team Inspire, Team Inspire! Bronco 5 in the lounge area for disembarkation briefing!

Can’t wait to get back home ….