We're heading for the Falklands a day earlier than expected: last night we were contacted by another ship in South Georgia, en route to Antarctica. One of their passengers has broken his pelvis, and urgently needs to be evacuated to a hospital, and the nearest one is at Port Stanley; as we're heading there anyway, we're leaving South Georgia a day early to get him there.
This appears to have worked in our favour, as apparently we're running just ahead of a storm. As it stands, we're in force 8 winds, very heavy seas, lots of people (including myself) "not that hungry" and spending the day lying down; if we'd left on schedule, it would have been much worse. I'm trying not to think about it.
Apparently the ship is being followed by a variety of albatross species, including Royal and Wandering (the big ones): photos will have to wait until I can stay vertical for more than a few seconds...
