Tugboats tooted me awake this morning, circling and calling in the water like the seagulls overhead. This is the view from my room. My purpose at the port of Sasebo is twofold: yes, I am here travel article related! Yay! Also: Chris is somewhere in the port. That is not his ship. Besides the tugboats, it’s completely quiet. Maybe a barge horn occasionally, and the water chiming against the docks, but really quite pleasant. A nice way to start the day.

“Let There be Light” by Archbishop Desmond Tutu
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Have you succeeded in finding Chris yet?