Heavy seas, grey water and a challenging hike

Touching the foot of the statue on Hernando Magellan's memorial

I started my blog session from my bed of pain. I’d been holding it together, though it was touch and go. I stoically gathered together last night’s attire in readiness to go to the restaurant. I’d already declared to Nick that he’d be drinking on his own. As we started coming out of the fjords and heading briefly back into the sea, a force 8 made movement around the ship pretty tricky. I then started returning to my original whiter shade of pale. Ooohhhh sounds like a great name for a song! Spray was flying past our balcony and we’re on deck 10.

The cruise that keeps on giving ... and maybe a looming problem

Glacier-spotting at 5:45am

Last night we decided to opt out of the world and had omelettes and chips in the cabin. We didn’t even go out to the gaucho show, but stayed at home, reading. There comes a point when you just have to stop! Then it was off to bed because the Captain had notified us that Chilean glaciers would be visible on the starboard side (our side) from 6am. So alarms were set for 5:45am. 

Asteroid, Argentina, yachting and a BMR, with a diversion about food

Once we left Montevideo behind, to a beautiful sunset, it was something of a relief that the wind picked up, bringing with it cooler temperatures. It was lovely to have a bath after the heat of Montevideo. As we were both still full after our lunch extravaganza, we just had an apple in the evening and gave going out, a miss.