I mean, it is always on deck six mid-ship, but deck six mid-ship can be any where in the world.
Today we are outside Poland.
I walk into the local bar and it is the usual crowd, a mix of people I know extremely well and a few guests on for an eleven day cruise.
I get tapped on the shoulder by a guest, who says, “I know this is going to sound crazy, but what is your name?”
I reply in utter astonishment to a guy I went to high school with, “Not Scott Sterling.” Twelve thousand miles away from home, on a boat outside of Poland, I ran into Scott Sterling, someone I knew in high school and still have friends in common with.
The world really is a lot smaller the further you travel…
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