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Twas the eve of Christmas Eve, and straight through my many layers of clothes, the wind was howling, starting a process like anesthesia.  Escort came in unescorted or unescorting. . . no money or sport in that!  And no warmth at all did she offer me!

No hesitation or expectation in either party when she passed Zim Haifa or Nordstrength, only a sliver of bow visible.  Big as a vessel like Zim Haifa is, she has only about a third the capacity of the largest boxships now dashing across the oceans.  Witness MSC Danit.

MSC Levina raced in, and a portion of the crew seemed delighted enough to see New York by brilliant sunlight that they ignored the 20 degrees (-6 C) temperature with bone-numbing wind.

I love below freezing light.

Another container ship Maersk Wisconsin came in, and I hope these precariously perched parcels did NOT contain the new paintboxes purchased by a certain presently unplugged painter seeking solace in warmer climes.

Said container ship’s escutcheon contrasts nicely with the orange of E-Balt.

By this time, hypothermia had started to wreak havoc enough with my judgement that I considered this must be a hallucination.

Nope . . . not seeing figments yet.  It’s Jerry, pushing Mr. Upright.  Welcome home.

All fotos by Will Van Dorp.

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