Last night on the ferry from Rhodes to Athens I stepped out on to the deck for some fresh air before retiring for the night on a hard plastic bench. Instead of relaxing myself under the moonlight on the Aegean, I watched countless cigarettes being thrown into the sea. Sick of watching this practise I looked up and gazed for a few minutes at the massive plumes of diesel smoke coming from the exhaust stack, and thought about how this line has three boats sailing the sea constantly, and then of the countless other passenger boats sailing the Greek waters.
Whch is more realistic – a world where nobody throws butts in the sea, or a world where nobody smokes?
I felt sad for Greece and sad for the planet, and I listened to Rachmaninov on my iPod as I tried to fall asleep.
Photos taken at a stop at Patmos, 6:15am.
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