When I first started my blog I was very uncomfortable posting. I had to use a cheat sheet and as you all know had a little difficulty with posting photos due to my own techno-dyslexia and just plain stupidity. You will all be so proud of me. I no longer use a cheat sheet. I no longer feel uncomfortable making my way from “my stuff” to internet connections of “my blog” and have become a super cyber chick. I now even use the internet cafes with ease. It is true that you learn by doing.
Had a short tour of Ushuaia (You shoe I a) including an old prison. The wind was bitterly cold but quite pleasant when in a sheltered area. The city is surrounded by mountains with snow. Actually, the city reminded me of Vevey, Switzerland, close to where my daughter, Dana, lives. I could not resist this photo. This is a working heater in the prison fueled by natural gas. This cat didn’t move from its napping spot even with at least 100 people wandering around.
I have mentioned all the nice people I’ve met but like on all cruises or in all situations there is at least one not so nice person. We had our sail away up in the Crow’s Nest when leaving Punta Arenas. This was suppose to take place about 7:00 pm so I was ready for dinner and looked quite presentable in red sweater with silver accents, midcalf black wool skirt and *!@# stomping boots. In other words I looked very cute. As I walked in I spoke to several people I knew at the bar but because there is smoking there I chose not to sit at the bar but I didn’t see anyone at the tables that I knew. I walked over to the cushions that are located aft by the windows and sat down. There was a couple sitting at a table some distance (at least 6 feet) from the cushion but I was sitting at the corner of “their” area. The man asked me “Do you plan to sit there?” To which I replied “Well, I guess so.” He then said “You are blocking our view.” I said “Sorry” and moved over. He then said “You are still blocking our view.” I moved over some more. Now, you have to understand that I was not even remotely blocking their view. About that time the people at the table next to me invited me over to sit with them. I nearly knocked them over as I jumped from where I was sitting at their suggestion. I later told them what they had saved me from and they were so irate that they loudly proclaimed in no uncertain terms what I should have said to him. At that point he and his silent wife left.
Sail away wasn’t on time as the overland tour to Antarctica was late getting back to the ship due to the airplane having mechanical problems. This overland cost $4800 for a single person and lasted 11 hours including 5 hours on the ground in Antarctica. In other words to have bragging rights that you stepped on the ground in Antarctica it cost you $4800.