As an infrequent sea traveller, the ferry to Nokogiriyama (Saw Mountain) seemed really quite large. There were a good number of vehicles on board, not to mention all the passengers. Plus there were several lounges to choose from — even a VIP room still wonderfully set in the 1970s.
But it suddenly seemed absolutely tiny when this hulking beast lumbered past. Its cargo bound for Kobe by all accounts. Or at least it was once it had been carefully nudged back on course.