There is nothing better than watching the ferry come in out your window. I never get tired of it. As it gets busier, sometimes you can see three boats at once, some coming, some going.
Mostly everyone who was here has taken the ferry off now, although Neruda is planning to spend the night tonight. Thanks to Nano and Gil, we have plenty of leftovers. Why did we cook all that chicken, again?
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