I remember my days riding a train to work. After a while, the body adjusts to the daily rhythm and wakes up just in time for disembarkation at the correct stop. On a water taxi, there is the additional rolling in the waves that tends to lull one to sleep even when sitting on a hard wooden bench. Sure enough, she popped up just before her stop and exited the crowded boat. I wonder for how many years had she undertaken this short journey?