Garibaldi is a name that wakes a lot of memories as my first address ever was on Garibaldi Square in Nice. Contrary to what I thought though, the Garibaldi Glacier that we visited today was not named after the general Giuseppe Garibaldi who unified Italy but after a priest from Silesia (Schlesien) who visited this region in the 1920ies and gave the breathtaking fjord and its gigantic glacier its name.

When I woke up at 7 in the morning I was facing monumental cliffs right outside my window. In fact the MS EUROPA had anchored at the very end of the Garibaldi Fjord surrounded by ice floes 1km away from the glacier. Zodiacs took us in little groups to see the icy attraction from up close under the pouring rain. A 45min trip that once again got us soaking wet and left us speechless. It was quite the dodgy challenge to take photos with our frozen fingers but we happily screamed as chunks of ice the size of houses were detaching from the glacier while making thunder sounds.

Later on, on our way to Puerto Williams, the weather finally cleared up and the fjords of South Patagonia unveiled their full undiminished beauty. We passed five more glaciers, one more amazing than the next, and the decks were full of astonished, amazed and selfie shooting passengers cheerfully sharing this unique spectacle.

The landscape we’ve seen today is one of the most inaccessible places on earth and as one of my colleagues said: This is one of the moments where being on a cruise ship actually makes sense.