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I walked up the stone city wall and followed the elevated path – there were only a few fishermen and some youths on bikes when I went up on the wall but all the way at the end before it turns and blends into Plaza España an old man was standing and looking out at sea. He beckoned me to look and I didn’t catch what he was watching – and he said, “Transatlantico” pointing at the big cruise ship leaving port – he looked with joy as the city on floats glided by – “Se va,” he annotated.

I stood and watched the ship leave and took the moment to really view its size, its magnificence, its wonder. When it had crossed our paths, the man kissed his lips as if to say vaya con dios. He had a sparkle in his eyes as he stepped down and headed on his way.

To think that a cruise ship, usually a point of derision for me, became a sudden awesome sight to behold. And to share it with that white haired guy was the cream on top.

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