At Sea, the Drake Passage 57 08 South 64 44 West

Skipped the lectures after the breakfast as well as after the lunch. Wanted to throw the flower in the Ocean for my father’s 18th passing anniversary as I usually do from the Santa Monica Pier, but couldn’t move. Time spent in bed trying to escape every single motion. Made a mistake, had a dinner and before reaching the room throw-up (a little bit at the 4th deck, and with Jill’s help called the cleaning crew to wipe the mess). More throw-up at the room; called Dr Maureen and asked for a half dose shot. Slept for the next 12 hours.