The Contradictions of Ports

I like being near the port, because seeing huge ships push their way towards the horizon makes me feel like I’m really small, living on the edge of a world of turbulent waters under a mighty sky. It’s somehow an very contradictory place – where the force of the city’s ambition and the power of the sky and sea meet. And one is not sure whether it is possible to admire the grace of the ships and wonder at the sunset both at once, without letting the appreciation for one nullify respect for the other.

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Today’s outing to West Coast Park is probably the last in a series of pre-departure outings I’ve been going to over the past two weeks. It was deeply satisfying (: 

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