After a long tiring sailing we finally reached the harbor of a well-known city in England.Since the vehicle we had crossed the sea with had been so badly damaged by the heavy winds that we faced since the beginning of our journey my Norwegian friend, and also captain on this journey, Olaf made the decision to abandon our plans of continuing the journey any further.

Although I fully respected my friend's decision - bigger parts went beyond the surface - I was quite not yet ready to abandon my dream of seeing the big country in the West called America. Even if my friend was not exactly happy over my decision of continuing the journey alone he was to occupied for really caring about it as our vehicle with its bright yellow color had caught a lot of people's attention. (An old man was for example prepared to pay money for being allowed to create a painting of it.)With help of an old police officer that I met over a pint of Lager in the pub "Mermaid's Paradise" I got introduced for an officer of a big, luxurious passenger ship that soon was going to take its first journey ever to a city of the country of my dreams called New York...

Two days later I began my work as a kitchen helper on the said luxurious ship. My work was hard and far from funny and I think I had given it up if it not had been for one of the waitresses on board… Esmeralda… With long dark blond hair, blue eyes and cherry red lips it did not take long before I was loosed in this beautiful Goodness. Due to the strict rules on board I was not allowed to talk with her more than absolutely needed but it did not matter…

For me she was the most beautiful lady I ever had seen and I knew that she was the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.Then, the 5: th morning, a big collision took place. The ship had gone heavily into an iceberg. At first nobody took it seriously as everyone knew that luxurious ship like this filled with rich people could not be out for any danger… My Esmeralda and I continued our jobs therefore as nothing really had happened until the panic started.As the ship was leaking and no other ships where in an enough close distance for attending a rescue operation the captain finally gave the order of immediate evacuation of the ship.To describe all feelings, sadness, noises that followed on our ship is impossible. People ran around screaming, crying everywhere…

I just remember that I ran into the lady in my dreams on the fourth deck. She was lying over a bench crying like a little girl as she had realized that there would not be any possibilities left for us in the staff to leave the boat as there hardly enough life boats for the passengers. Taking her small hands into my hands I slowly was able to embrace this beautiful lady in my arms saying words like "do not cry", "we will survive this"…

I remember that I felt her shivering a number of times while she was crying but as time went by also her tears dried out and finally we sat embracing each other on the bench just watching on all the things that happened around us like if we were a loving couple on a motion cinema. As everything was so unreal I suddenly, very carefully moved my love's head so much so our lips finally touched. At first we just kept our lips closed against each other starring directly into our both eyes... But then my Princess opened her soft lips and some moments later our tongues danced a tango filled with romance and passion in her mouth…

If not one of the stewardess had shouted that the life boat he was in charge for had room for one passenger more I do not know how this tragedy had ended. Unwillingly, I now quickly ended the kiss and without thinking I grabbed my beloved's hand shouting to the steward to wait as there was one more passenger to come…Yes, my Princess became the last passenger on the said life boat and I have never cried so much as when I saw the lady in my dreams coming further and further away from me.

So ends the document that was discovered in a whiskey bottle that was floating around on the Baltic Sea for some years ago… (As you probably have heard all about it on the news I can just add that since the document seems to have been signed by an ancestor to me I finally got it in my possession…)However, as I am sure it is a kind of a joke I do not take the above more seriously than a piece of rubbish… Did you hear, by the way, that there will be a program on TV tonight showing a love story on a boat that sank? I might see it…