The coach enters the ferry terminal
At the Port of Holyhead
Caergybi in Welsh.
The coach stops.
Passport check.
I get back on the coach
Which takes me to the ferry.
After getting off
I climb the stairs to Deck 7
The deck with the facilities
A shop, a bar
Even a two-screen cinema
I rise to Deck 9
The outdoor deck
To see a night view of Caergybi
And at the other side,
The black, black Irish Sea.
The ship departs
I see Holyhead getting smaller and smaller
Until it disappears
I go to the cinema
The film starts
I sit munching my popcorn
Watching the movie until it ends
Then up onto Deck 9
The sea is still black,
But what’s this I see
In the horizon?
It’s lights –
The city lights of Dublin
Eventually, the ferry arrives
In Dublin
Capital of Ireland
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