IT is so rough here in the Drake Passage that I cannot stand up straight without being slammed against the wall.
Adjusting to my rocking world takes time and patience. When I take a shower, I grip a waist height bar with one hand, never letting go.
I will spend the next 10 to 16 hours lying in bed, trying to sleep while anchoring myself to the mattress, but I will still be flung from side to side in what is known on the ship as one of the “zero gravity rooms.”