We Were Sailing Along

We were drifting along a river and the journey was quiet and smooth (if you don’t count the Locks the first night).

There is something surreal and other-worldly about sailing down a river past story book villages.

I was expecting to see the worn out industrial sides of German towns like from a bus or a train in the U.S.  But we must have passed those city undersides at night because the views were of the never-to-be-forgotten other-worldly variety.

There was a song written in 1912 entitled “Moonlight Bay” often sung in a Barbershop Quartet style.  It  was one of a number of early 20th century songs used as titles for musical films made by Doris Day in the late 1940s and 50s.

The Chorus of that song kept going through my head as we made our way:

We were sailing along

On Moonlight Bay

We could hear the voices ringing

They seemed to say:

“You have stolen her heart”

“Now don’t go ‘way!”

As we sang Love’s Old Sweet Song

On Moonlight Bay

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