Billed out, I'm bound to go. I've got a travel day ahead of me. I'll drive the length of Vancouver Island, and catch a ship up the Inland Passage- bound for Prince Rupert. The day is looking good, but it is going to be about six hours of driving to make it to Port Hardy, BC in time.
My quarters! It will be dark soon, and without cell or internet I'll settle in to read Faulkner. This ship is big enough to carry several hundred passengers, but today there are perhaps twenty. A quiet ride. I have a drink on the deck as we leave port in the fading light. I don't mind having the night off. I'll leave the driving to the Captain, and hope the seas are calm.
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