I’m more south than you’ve probably ever been. The ocean is rocking shit around and I’m ok with that. I got my wife snoring soundly and I’m grateful for that. The squeaky wheel outside my door on the other hand: that can kiss my tired ass.
How far south??? I’m mildly obsessed with extreme latitudes but to my endless frustration never hit either circle (Iceland north, Pataginia south). If you tell me you are going to South Georgia or Antarctica I am going to be intensely jealous.