The Drake Shake

Hello to the Drake Passage. Whilst considerably worse than our first crossing, apparently it can still get a lot worse than this.
The night consisted of not a lot of sleep. Hangers rattling, things falling off the side, feeling yourself slide up and down the bed.

The crew broke 1/3 of their plates before breakfast even started being served. At breakfast people were barely managing to get to their tables with their food, some had to be stopped from falling off their chairs by crew members. Plates flew and at one point a giant knife flew towards some of the guests (not remotely terrifying).

Moral is a bit low today as we hunker in for lectures and some rocking and rolling from the drake for the day.

We still made it to the bar before bed but only 2 before the sleeping pills kicked in!Read more