Throughout the night, I could hear doors slamming shut and large items falling to the ground, but it wasn’t too bad. The drawers in my closet kept opening, and I could hear the hangers in the closet moving from one end to the other.

Standing out on the deck, for as far as the eye could see, it was open water – no turning back now. 

Life on the Sea Spirit

The text in this post was taken from an original journal entry made during the International Antarctic Expedition 2013, written on March 4, 2013 in the Drake Passage.