Ferry light

One evening, on the ferry from Hung Hom to North Point as the sun sets, I realize how often we are on a ferry. It’s a great feeling for a child of the Finger Lakes, to be so frequently on the water . It’s wonderful to have boats be a routine part of transit, be something both mundane and, like the view of Hong Kong and the harbor in the sunset, totally spectacular. Clara takes ferries a lot more…