Penguin Lust.
It is 10 AM in Ushuaia. In one hour I board the Akademik Shokalskiy to chum the cold, rough waters of the Drake Passage with the contents of my stomach until arriving on the Antarctica Penninsula.
I´m off to go fondle some penguins.
Keep the rest of the world warm for me. Unless eaten by an angry sea lion or something, I´ll see you in ten days.
Hasta.
