In Finland... some fantasies fulfilled...

We all have fantasies as children. Not all of these fantasies come true or are even remotely possibly viable like the fantasy about being the star striker for the indian football team and scoring the winning goal at the world cup final, which is too fanatstic to be true, or like being a deep space explorer, which might come true in the near or far future. But some fantasies do come true and yesterday one of my numerous fantasies did come true...

This fantasy relates to oceans, and storms and pirates and nature, in all its fury... you get the picture, right. Yesterday we went on a cruise to Finland, or rather an island called Mariehamn, off the coast of Finland... but it seems better to just call it Finland, either way it is a part of Finland... and on this cruise some of my fantasies were realized...

Standing on the top deck and looking out into the open seas, amidst hurricane winds howling like a pack of wolves, the spine tingling cold rain which was giving me shivers and the unfathomable vastness of the oceans, i felt like the king of the world. Without caring a bit for the comfort of my fellow deck trawlers, i shouted out that i was the king of the world. They ignored me, they had seen drunk people before, but i was drunk by the intoxicatingly overwhelming experience of the living one of my dreams. I felt as proud as a pirate ship captain who had just captured a substantial bounty, as proud as the admiral who finally captures one of the most dreaded pirates, as proud as the makers of the wonders of the world when they saw their creations materialize in front of their eyes, as proud as a father holding his child for the first time...

For the first few hours of our trip we moved within the Swedish archipelago... a chain of numerous small islands, strangely inhabitated. Most of these islands had a house, a small cottage like structure, possibly holiday homes and each house was faithfully accompanied by a motor jetship... it seemed like the playground of the Swedish rich and once in a while we caught sight of one of these motor jetships and sailboats sailing close to our cruise ship... it was raining outside, so the view outside the window was hazy, which gave it a misty and classy look. kind of brought back images of ships lost in the ocean mists, bermuda trinagle and all that stuff... About the cruise ships, we went on the Isabella and came back on the Amorella, strange names for Scandinavian ships.. but by now i had gotten used to strangeness... after all your dreams are never normal...

Once we crossed the archipelage, we were out in the open seas... it was still raining... i have always felt that best way to enjoy an ocean view is when it is raining... it overwhelms you with astounding emotions... you are afraid but you are strangely happy to be afraid... and i was happy and happy to be peplexed by the multitude of emotions that gave way to an orgasmic pleasure that we have all felt, but cannot explain... i just sat and watched the open seas with wonder, like a child exploring a new and strange world, which is both exciting and strangely familiar...i watched it till i fell asleep into the lap of the dreams from which i had just woken up...

The rest of the time... i spent shopping in the taxfree shop, window shopping to be more precise... Everything about the ship was overwhelming, including the selection of wines and drinks, they had like a million zillion different varieties of drinks and the brochure was like an enclyclopaedia of knowledge about wines and spirits, almost a bible for drinkers... i gave the other sections of the shop the time that they desereved... meaning no time at all...

But you say that this is only one of my fantasies.. what about the rest.. well i say maybe, just maybe the other fantasy is too good to waste it on paper, so i may not write about it... but then again maybe someday, when i wake up from my dreams, i may....