A half day of planes, trains, and automobiles, and we were finally on board our ship, and ready for our cruise. Our day pretty much went like this: more beauty, more wind, hot soup and warm bread, watching fellow tourist obsessed with drinking tea, watching American guy traveling with parents follow tourist obsessed with tea around the boat, kayaking, dolphins, dinnertime savagery, and the darkest, most silent night I have ever experienced. If we had been swallowed up by the blackness of the night, nobody would have ever known.
A note: this was probably the only time that I was made to feel bad for ‘lucking out’ with beautiful weather — the tour guides told us that the sounds were better viewed in bad weather, when the mist created the kind of eeriness seen in all the postcards and travel images of the sound. Oh well, guess sunny and beautiful would have to do.
