Most nights we would anchor
on the calm, western side of various atolls
where expensive holiday accommodation abounded.
But come morning,
we would up anchor to spend a day
in a reef pass with views like this
from the porthole.
The afternoon ritual consisted of
lazing on the top deck at dusk
sore and surfed out
in a post-session daze
waiting for the tropical light show.
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