Word: ports
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...wife, won permission to open a school for girls. In a series of bitter struggles with the usurers and dhow owners, who had long run the Bahrein waterfront, Belgrave reorganized the pearl-diving industry and gradually won Bahrein a lucrative reputation as the only honest transshipment port in the Middle East...
Monsoons in Calcutta. The steering gear broke down and had to be replaced. The sun beating through the window of the jeep turned it into a galloping greenhouse. "I got her livable," says Carlin, "at the cost of chronic bronchitis. A port with an air scoop played a jet of air into my left...
...Nantucket that night, Stockholm insisted that "although there was a haze on the horizon, visibility was good." The liner's radar, "operating perfectly," indicated another vessel ten miles off. Soon Andrea Doria came into sight two miles away. "Although the vessels were in a position to pass safely port to port, red to red, Stockholm went to starboard to give even greater passing distance. Andrea Doria, however, suddenly closed out her red light, showed her green light and veered sharply to her own left, or port, at undiminished speed, turning across the bow of Stockholm. Stockholm immediately went hard...
...moon was visible or the range of visibility was two miles. The night was "dark and foggy," and Andrea Doria, when her radar picked up Stockholm, was sounding regulation fog signals. Andrea Doria's radar indicated that Stockholm would pass clear to starboard; Andrea Doria altered to port for greater clearance. "Thereafter, Stockholm's lights loomed out of the fog off Andrea Doria's starboard bow, whereupon her (Andrea Doria's) rudder was put hard left, and she sounded two short blasts of her whistle, indicating she was altering course to port. No whistle signal...
Breaking the 430-mile journey from the port of Buenaventura to Bogotá, six government trucks braked to a stop one afternoon last week beside the old Pacific railroad station in Cali, the palm-shaded heart city of the rich Cauca River Valley. In a district jammed with factories, warehouses and slums, the drivers bedded down for the night with their cargo-more than 30 tons of high explosives. At 1:07 a.m., like 30 blockbusters, the cargo blew up, in a tower of red flame and seething of black smoke...