A half dozen or so cruise ships must leave this port every weekend, but there are always people sitting by the water’s edge, waving madly as we pass. People on benches, people in golf carts, people waving from the balcony of their apartments. Pretty much everyone. It’s rare to see someone who doesn’t stop and wave.
Sure, a cruise ship up close is kind of an impressive sight, like seeing a skyscraper float by, but still, if you lived there, wouldn’t it get old?
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