Outta this place

“I wanna get outta this place, if it’s the last thing I’ll ever do” theradio shouts a little louder than it sounded a few minutes ago. Thepeople doing the dishes sing along, they sing their hearts out!I wonder how to make that happen while Europa battles the currents inthe Channel between Dover and Calais.For a few seconds my heart feels heavy. It is not used to being deniedalmost anything it can wish for. The next instant I realize how much Ihave been wanting to be on this ship. I am here, on a great ship with abunch of lovely people. And then a deep sense of happiness seeps in, Iam here and now, at sea, on Europa. I don’t ‘wanna get outta this place’.