Once we'd finished dinner, we went back to the boat that had carried us there, and we left the pub behind.

And somehow it occurred to me that this--being taken to dinner on a boat, which gets tied up to the dock while you eat and then takes you out for further adventure just when you think you've already been sated--is the sign of a pretty radically different kind of life than the one I've been living.  Suddenly many things seem much more unknown and possible about the life I'll be living in a couple of years.