Its own romance. It's generally accepted that a train ride is romantic. Like flying to a distant country. But they miss the main thing - with whom! It doesn't really matter what, how or where. But come on... a trip is generally associated with romance when it is not connected with a business trip.
Going by car on vacation, changing each other on the way. A train, a compartment... you are at the window in the aisle counting the poles. An airplane and your hands are clenched into a common fist not only at the moment of takeoff and landing, throughout the flight. A ship, where on the bridge at the windows you look far away, where there is nothing on the horizon line.... some abyss and mystery, where your ship aspires to.
A new ship, even two. How similar were the cabins of #Topause to the studio in Moscow, which I was filming. Not in comfort, but in space - tiny cabins. The one on the second vessel has a real helm! Wooden handles, no amps. It's great! Retro in pristine - brilliant! And it's also navigated, just so you know, by compass! I hovered, trying to remember what the gyroscope mounting mechanism for this compass looked like. Something that's in common use today. I mean smartphones, tablets and their derivatives.
And yet there's something about seafaring. Perhaps it is an echo of my early childhood, when I spent quite a lot of time on different ships, though of a much larger order of magnitude. Or maybe it's passed on at a genetic level or an unclosed gestalt. In any case #MyMix took place today, starting in a nautical theme.