It was a hard crossing – though the captain said that it was not his roughest crossing, it was near the top and he also said that he could not sleep during the hurricane. After 2 ½ days of getting beat around we finally made it to the calmer waters of the passage. As we were leaving the Drake Passage I received the bad news that we might not be able to make a continental landing on Antarctica. Even knowing the risks and that there were no guarantees, I started to get upset because I made it this close only to be denied. However, I learned that nothing is written in stone and that the itinerary can change within the hour. Much to my relief the itinerary did change and a window of opportunity opened up for us to make a continental landing. As a beautifully crisp sunny day unveiled itself and the seas lay down for the first time since my departure, I woke up to the full splendor of the Great White South I made it to the end of the earth and in a few moments I would be on a zodiac heading for land. Note: a Zodiac is a small rubber boat that is about 12 feet long and can hold about 10 people.