Lines off 6.30pm in Ushuaia on Monday. Alive again at 9am on Wednesday. What had happened in between?
A wonderful panorama of Ushuaia and the Beagle Channel when upon departure made us all very happy, as well as J´s fantastic Welcome Dinner, a dream.
After that we peacefully went to sleep, and around midnight the . . . → Read On: Antarctica, Crossing the Drake Passage
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