Romance binds irreversibly to certain transports
some for name -The Trans-Siberian
some luxury – The Orient Express
others for adventure
changing understanding of unsafe, or squalid –
And some just are.
It was known as the night ferry,
the only one of seven per day with a name –
maritime shuttles linking the Islands of a lanky country.
Docking at 2 a.m.
passengers permitted to remain onboard until 5:30am –
other sailings had to disembark immediately.
Anecdote said much happened on the night ferry,
that there was a nautical equivalent of the mile high club,
hopeful ears heard getting laid was easy.
No big deal. I’m in the South now.