Three hours until the ferry is supposed to leave.  Four hours of driving to get this close.  The boat was delayed arriving and now departing.  The sun set an hour ago and the boat cannot catch up.

Food to explore.  Drinks to test.  Beds to stretch out on.  Silence of the night as the boat gently rocks.  Oh, I hope it is gentle.  Very gentle.

Other passengers seem to be happy to return home.  I heard them speaking Spanish and laughing and enjoying a last bite of Italian food.
I have to admit that my terminal food wasn’t so great.  The wine was good and it lessoned the disappointment.  I asked for s small bottle and they served me s large bottle.  Oh well.  It was meant to be.  It was a good bottle.  No.  It was the highlight of the day.