My dear wife Melanie is an amazing person in many ways. But even those of you who know her well may not realize that she possesses a strange and enviable gift of being able to control the weather, at least on trips we take together. For this, I call her “Mary Sunshine.”
I can't tell you the number of times we have traveled in the midst of dire forecasts and had the weather turn out just wonderful. One time, we took a quickie three day trip to Bermuda. On arrival, people at the airport kept telling us how awful the weather had been for the previous two weeks. After spending a glorious three days there, we later met up with some people who had gone there right after us, who also reported rain every day.
I bring this up because it happened again in Ushuaia. Our local guide told us that they only have 3-4 days per month where they see the sunshine in Ushuaia. And the average high temperature is in the 50s. Our arrival day was sunny and maybe 60 and yesterday in Ushuaia was sunny and 72.
We had been prepared for the worst, a crossing of the feared Drake Passage, the northern edge of which claimed the life of many sailors attempting to round Cape Horn. As our home host in Ushuaia had told us, “sometimes you have to go through hell to get to paradise.” Our conditions are 15-20 knot moderate breezes and light to medium ocean swells. No dramamine taken and the swells just gently rock you to sleep.
I have no theology or philosophy to explain this... I'm just happily reporting the facts :-) Rob
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