Even though it's the loudest part of the week (Black Eyed Peas-wise), I like to go up top when we leave port, watch the city float away. Oddly, even though almost every passenger on-board is out on deck during this time, crowded around the pool, or jammed against the front railing of the ship, aft is usually fairly empty. That first hour of vacation, everyone's more interested in looking forward than back.
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Oh, right. It just occurred to me that you make the same week-long loop over and over. I'd somehow imagined you on a four month journey in the high seas.
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