Puerto Madryn, Argentina
Art class has just finished. I have found a seat in a huge leather wrap-around armchair in the Crow's Nest Lounge which is high on the bow at the top of the ship, deck 13. I've pulled the chair up to the glass wall in front of me and it is as if I am perched right over the sizeable white-capped swell six stories below. It's quite mesmerising. I have a book but I find I cannot look away from the sea which today seems limitless. The sky outside is cloudless bl...