The rumors are true...

I’m finding myself confined to my bunk, it is a self inflicted confinement, one that I’m sure most people would do themselves. I am now in the Drake, have a new patch and still feel off. I’m not sure if it is from the food or the effects of the ocean swells on the ship, that is mostly responsible for it, though I am sure it is a combination of the two. Either way I’m gonna just stay here as I feel better here than if I was to walk around, though I could use some fresh air, but I don’t know if I could make it there and back.

We are about two days from Deception island, maybe a little less at this point, I’m just hoping we will stop. At the point we get there it would be a much needed break from the trip over the Drake.

This is my least favorite part of going to Palmer, not once have I had a good trip across. The patch does stop me from getting sick but it doesn’t stop the feeling of wanting to be sick, but this is still better than being sick and wishing I was dead. Part of me wishes they’d just fly us in on some seaplanes or something, avoid the whole boat process. But I only truly feel that way when crossing the Drake.

A good example of a Drake Zombie.