Armed with that special envelope of endorsement, I embarked on a life-changing journey. Air flights in those days were prohibitively expensive, so I traveled by boat. The Belfast Ferry took me to Liverpool, where I left on the Cunard’s Saxonia for Quebec City, the first major destination of my journey and into the unknown. It was fortunate for me because that October was the first winter the deepened St. Lawrence River had accommodated year-round ocean liners to navigate it. Otherwise it would have been a much longer route. Also, it was the first winter in the crew’s memory that vicious Atlantic gales had delayed the five-day trip by almost another two days. For several days in the mid- Atlantic Ocean, the dining rooms that accommodated over one thousand people were almost empty. Dishes slipped back and forth from side to side and along the length of the tables as the ship corkscrewed through the storm.




(Copyright 2012 – “Living in The Supernatural Dimension by John Abraham”)

Excerpts – Crossing the Atlantic