Land at last!

We are here! We have finally reached Abidjan. I can see trees from my porthole! I can see birds! I see LAND!

Every ship has an agent who handles the local coordination in ports. According to the chief officer, these agents come in two types - the ones who are honest and call a spade a spade and the ones who pretend to work hard giving false hopes and toothless smiles just to appear good in front of the ship’s owner. Our agent is of the second type. For the past few days, berthing kept oscillating between today and tomorrow, and our hopes swelled and ebbed. Finally, we berthed sometime last night and when I woke up this morning, yoohoo… land! 

Warehouses in the port