Not a lot to report about the last few days on the ship. We saw Cape Horn, and had a quick but uneventful stop at Stanley, Falkland Islands. The only highlight there was an interesting museum, but it was nice to almost be in England - everyone spoke English!
We don't know these people but there was always somebody standing in front of the red phone booths. They are probably very nice.
Friday was a stop in Puerto Madryn, a big nice city - with a yarn shop!
And a restaurant that roasts the sweet little lambs right in the window.
Al enjoys the view, which we saw a lot of because the seas were too high for a scheduled stop in Punta Del Este, Uruguay, so we had three days in a row of this. Worked well for me to pamper the stupid annoying cold but others were getting restless.
Getting off the ship was a challenge that could take hours to tell - three huge ships all dumped the luggage in a gigantic pier/warehouse and sort of shouted "good luck" then probably stood back and laughed. "Now find a cab. See you next time."