I was in my small cabin on a massive cruise ship, sailing from Bergen to Trondheim over the Norwegian Sea
It was 3 a.m. and I couldn’t sleep, so I decided to head up to the deck
Up there, a few people were gathered, grumbling about 'dead spots',
those low-wind areas where the ship has to use extra fuel to keep a steady pace
I listened for a bit, then headed back to my cabin,
thinking
how people crave the excitement of travel but feel truly restless when faced with the dead spots