Yeah, Yeah, Another World, Another World
“It feels different from the medieval port I had in mind.”
I understood what Okuda was trying to say.
She was probably imagining a port from the Age of Exploration.
She must have been picturing tall sailing ships like caravels or carracks floating in the harbor, but in front of her eyes were only simple, flat wooden boats.
“Ah, it’s because this is a lake, so they can’t have deep draughts.”