March 9 Day 22
We slept well and Meg was all excited that they had porridge for breakfast. It was quite windy out but that didn't keep Christian from having a yoga class out on the deck, making sure that people stayed on their mats so that they didn't end up in the ocean.
The showers were hot and had a changing area, food was plentiful, there were lounges with comfy chairs and benches all over the ship for people to find their own space. We were constantly passing rugged land, often with tress bent in one direction by the famous Patagonian wind. All day I saw maybe 5 houses, everything else is pristine, looking the same as natives and explorers saw it hundreds of years ago. Passing ships were rare, for the most part we were own our own with the water and scenery with nothing to do but chat, read, listen to music or whatever. It was a nice setup.
In the morning we had some dolphins splashing beside the boat. Our guide called out "whale sighting" no matter what the animal was.
In the afternoon our young guide gave a presentation on fauna which mainly consisted of putting up pictures of birds and telling us what colours they were. More interesting was a presentation on Mate by a more experienced presenter. Mate is an herb brewed like tea and mixed with almost everything imaginable. You may have seen mate straws, which are metal and have a bowl that is spoon-shaped and full of holes to act a s a sieve. It was bitter and strong but almost palatable when mixed with a bot of sugar. Many health claims are made about it and for some reason it is most popular in Syria and Jordan.
After dinner most people went out to watch the sun set as we neared the open sea. We had time to watch it, the colours were wild and albatrosses kept skipping across the water to get out of our way.
At 9 we had an interesting presentation by a Quebecois man on the Canadian north. We could barely follow his French but many of his photos were stunning of Inuit people, travel in the north and animal hunts. We then screened the film Neruda about Pablo escaping government persecution. Interesting but trying too hard to be artsy and clever. By the time it was over the ship was really rolling so we went to bed to sleep through the rough part of the journey.
We slept well and Meg was all excited that they had porridge for breakfast. It was quite windy out but that didn't keep Christian from having a yoga class out on the deck, making sure that people stayed on their mats so that they didn't end up in the ocean.
The showers were hot and had a changing area, food was plentiful, there were lounges with comfy chairs and benches all over the ship for people to find their own space. We were constantly passing rugged land, often with tress bent in one direction by the famous Patagonian wind. All day I saw maybe 5 houses, everything else is pristine, looking the same as natives and explorers saw it hundreds of years ago. Passing ships were rare, for the most part we were own our own with the water and scenery with nothing to do but chat, read, listen to music or whatever. It was a nice setup.
In the morning we had some dolphins splashing beside the boat. Our guide called out "whale sighting" no matter what the animal was.
In the afternoon our young guide gave a presentation on fauna which mainly consisted of putting up pictures of birds and telling us what colours they were. More interesting was a presentation on Mate by a more experienced presenter. Mate is an herb brewed like tea and mixed with almost everything imaginable. You may have seen mate straws, which are metal and have a bowl that is spoon-shaped and full of holes to act a s a sieve. It was bitter and strong but almost palatable when mixed with a bot of sugar. Many health claims are made about it and for some reason it is most popular in Syria and Jordan.
After dinner most people went out to watch the sun set as we neared the open sea. We had time to watch it, the colours were wild and albatrosses kept skipping across the water to get out of our way.
At 9 we had an interesting presentation by a Quebecois man on the Canadian north. We could barely follow his French but many of his photos were stunning of Inuit people, travel in the north and animal hunts. We then screened the film Neruda about Pablo escaping government persecution. Interesting but trying too hard to be artsy and clever. By the time it was over the ship was really rolling so we went to bed to sleep through the rough part of the journey.
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| The sort of views we had as we cruised. |
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| People getting sun and keeping themselves entertained on the ferry. |
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