Sheep that Gallops 21

I kept running and running through the mountain. My running became jogging, and then my jogging became walking, and my walking became…standing here. I was out of breath. Where am I?

I looked up the path, and it was still all dark. I saw some trees, trees, and trees… the mountain is boring! It's all about trees. What's the point of a mountain? Why do they even exist? If all the mountains were flat, that would save so many sheep. Tons of them.

Complaining in my head helped me kill lots of time.

As I was running out of energy, I smelled something.

"Food!"

I had a small shout. My legs started moving faster again… wait a minute, doesn't that sound a bit stupid? I only said a word, and my legs got happy? Well, anything works is fine for now.

I kept going down the mountain, and I got to the port. A small port.

"Why is food smell coming from a ship?"

There was a ship that would carry 100 sheep, right at the port. It was a big ship. It's a cruise ship. One, two, three… there were five floors on this ship. How can that be possible? My house was one-floor only! Room lights were also casting out of many windows on the ship. I was able to hear a lot of chatting voice from the ship.