We were up bright and early at 6:00 AM, despite the fact that Dad started sneezing last night. (We're going to try to thwart his incipient cold with Sudafed and Zicam.) Last night elves decorated the whole ship for Christmas:
We got to the Garden Cafe just before the rush and secured a good position to see when we round Cape Horn. We're able to feel the motion of the waves again after three days in the smooth water of the straits and channels, but it's really nothing much. Nothing like Thanksgiving Day!
It was pretty awesome rounding Cape Horn,
although it was COLD on deck! The ship's position, 55 degrees 59.31 minutes South, and 067 degrees 22.91 minutes West, is probably the farthest south Dad and I will ever get
unless we ever go to Antarctica proper. I would LOVE to do that - Dad, not so much.
When we returned to our cabin, we found that we could still see Cape Horn:
On top of the cape we could see signs of human habitation - I think they said it was a radio transmitter of some kind?
It turns out we are sailing a 3/4 circle around the Cape before heading northeast on a beeline for the Falklands. We'll be quite far from the coast today - I think the older maps said "Here Be Dragons" on this part.
The rest of the day passed quietly. In the bulletin for today they announced a knitters circle in the Observation Lounge, so I went and met a half dozen nice fellow knitters. Then I lunched alone with my book - heaven! - and returned to the cabin for a nap. Dad and I dined with Betty and John from Dallas and went to a flute concert in the Stardust Lounge.
Tomorrow, the Falklands!