The infamous Drake Passage... we slept late after our crazy last few days, and what was disappointing to me, the sea was quite calm. I was ready to rock at least as much as our trip down, but it was simply quite pleasant. Light rolling among a day of lectures as we contemplated the journey to return home. We just weren't the same anymore, we had all changed for the better. Many of us worked on this day to finalize our entries in the Ortelius photo competition. Given I didn't have a computer with me I bargained with our leader, Rolf, for a few minutes on his. Thanks Rolf!