Earlier this week I had to get from China to Japan. Since flying is a crap way of travelling, I took a ship from Shanghai to Osaka. Two days it takes, across the East China Sea.
The ship was the Suzhou Hao:
Simple and with none of the silly additions, like shops and multiple restaurants. We had one dining hall, where everyone ate the same food:
My cabin was exceedingly simple:
We made our way out the the busiest port in the world, at the mouth of the Chang Jiang (Yangze):
Only to join a flotilla of ships leaving and entering the port:
Meanwhile, I made sure not to take the slipper on deck and keep my fingers attached to my body:
Night at sea is one of my favourite experiences, so I make sure I am on deck when everyone has gone to bed:
Or perhaps sunrise at sea is the best:
Later that morning I became entranced by the passing water:
Although I took to heart the warning not to become too entranced:
Especially in light of a curious pair of shoes on deck:
Or did he have the same strange desire to take a ride in one of these?
Then we had our first sighting of Japan – always a thrill in a new place:
The Japanese even sent out a fleet of welcoming vessels … or were they a warning, especially since Chinese people are not allowed to travel in Japan on their own?
Up between the southern islands we went, with another day of sailing:
Then it was all hands for the arrival in Osaka:
Arriving in a new land by sea is like a wary kiss – after a patient approach – and then a slow embrace: