Bodo with Max

While waiting for the boat to dock in Bodo today my new buddy writer, Peter Mandel and I decided to have lunch with an elderly German man named Max. This was his fifth voyage up the Norwegian Coast. He likes the stark clean vistas of water and snow capped peaks. I have to agree. He also thinks there are to many Germans on the ship. He looks some what reflective and lonely. I wonder about him and his life and why is he alone. I cannot help but wonder why Max is alone and what became of the envolope factory he owned in Hanburg. I was very glad to have lunch with Max!