Each one has a special position and attitude to star gazing. Some do it while maintaining a conversation, others do it sitting on the bridge deck looking straight ahead, others who are star-crossed avidly watch a Hollywood movie. Mine is the prone position. I lay back on the deck somewhere at the back and look up. The masts look like giant metronomes keeping time to the silent rhythm of the sea under a dome of a million of small lights.
Time stands still, interspersed with wisps of conversation and shooting stars.