Clear skies and calm seas made for great travel. That was a well known fact. It didn't matter if you were a 747, a fishing boat or a cruise liner. The simple laws of physics could not be broken.
Pamela Gallico could not agree more. Both with the laws of physics and with the facts. It was great travel. The Poseidon's navigation officer and ship's kanmusu stood out on the edge of the port bridge wing, enjoying the feel of the wind generated by the 20 knots they were traveling at. She was the lead officer on watch but that didn't mean she couldn't enjoy herself a little bit.
"I can see why you like it out here." She turned to see her comms officer behind her. He was new to the ship, having just joined a week ago but he was experienced and she and her sisters respected him.
"It's, peaceful." She said after a moment. "Plus it's the last chance I'll get for a while. If at all."
He nodded solomnly. This was Poseidon's last voyage under her current owners. After this she'll be sold to whoever wanted to take her. "You've done many great things for this company, Pam and will be missed."
"A majority will cry tears of joy at my departure I'm sure." She snorted. "But, I am happy to know someone will miss me."
She turned back to face the horizon, staring long and hard out at the setting sun. This was it. No more cruises. No more fanfare. This was to be her last voyage.