When you travel, there are certain moments and feelings that you want to remember forever. Travelling alone, as I head down the coast towards LA, I have been been attempting to capture some of them in writing, in brief vignettes, if you will. This is my first one.
On the ferry, I am at peace. It doesn’t matter where in the world, ferries deliver the same experience. The wide open ocean fades into distant unnamable lands, shrouded in mist. Mystery.
Families chat breezily, old people doze, snacks are consumed by the handful. Still, on ferries, people hold newspapers, magazines, books… though more and more, these are being replaced by Kindles, iPhones, and laptops.
Sipping a watery too-dark roast, I close my eyes and listen to the rumble of the engines carrying me to somewhere brand new. Today, everything is ahead of me. ♥