t was unable to sleep on a ship heading north to Norway
along the North Sea. Thinking about what would I have done if I had not seen a sparking
white taxi in the scorching sun as an angel of the slogan?
My husband I arrived in Hamburg, Germany at 7 am on a night
flight from New York. It was not the terminal that came to believe that the
information I found on Google to ride a cruise to Norwegian.
I had a spare time of about 12 hours while I caught a cruise.
I would like to use public transportation at my new destination if possible. I
want to enjoy the overlapping of our lives in New York while watching the
locals living their lives. However, while some interesting happen but I also embarrassed by unexpected.
We waited for an hour at the pier and boarded the ferry. But
the place where we put down was once a terminal, but now it was construction.
It was absurd. It was no different from a newspaper article in which someone buried
in the snow while following only with the belief of navigator.
I looked around as the building stood stunned on a
construction plate going up and down. The construction site was deserted
because it was Sunday. Fortunately, there was a man riding a bicycle away. I
gestured with my hand to stop him. At this time, of course, my husband has
already been distracted and moved away at a fast pace.
A strange man called a taxi on his cell phone, as to whether
the situation of a small Asian woman wandering in the wilderness was troubling.
But even the taxi could not find a strange place and went back. He'll call back
and I feel sorry to say, “I’d take my own ride.” He said it’s kind of a
deserted place, so he’s going to watch us leave.
My husband hanging away in the strong morning sun, a strange
man snooping in a taxi that does not come, and I am restless between two men. Would
the man have asked, “Isn’t your husband angry?" "He was angry before
I met you because I came to this place with my curious fault." "Men
are all the same wherever they go," he said with a vacant look.
"Why are you so upset?" I ripped off after
breaking up with a strange man.” "How can I know that irritation runs from
my ancestral history," said my husband as if nothing had happened. I just
wanted to blow up his head, but I endured.
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