After a week or so of small fast ferries, the big ones are back for the morning commute.
Regulars breathe a sigh of relief as they head for their usual seats. But somehow the break has resulted in some shuffling of favorites.
Personally I don't care which seat I get now, as long as I don't have to eat my preserved sour plum by the bottles to ward off seasickness.
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