The dock on the inner harbor was in a rather seedy and industrial part of Everett that I'd never even known existed. Immigration was cleared on the ship, but the ship's agent had to drive me to Logan airport to clear customs, as I was the only person debarking, and they couldn't be bothered to come out to the ship. I didn't even have to bring my luggage - an easy way to smuggle in some forbidden French raw-milk cheese, if only I'd known! My friends Ekrem and Leanne came and picked me up, thus ending a rather novel adventure.