As Cesare Pavese wrote, “[...] there is something ominous in the silence of the sea [...]” that crowns “[...] the days of stillness and anxiety [...]”, calm is what the sailors are most afraid of, calm is the cause of weakness and stillness of the ship. On such days, life returns to earthly order. The horizon line is stockstill and the sails no longer carry this miracle of human thought away from its shores. In calm a ship says aloud about its imperfection, because it was conceived on land and made with the help of the most terrestrial tools. Motionless, it is no different from other buildings; it can easily be taken to be any other architectural form. It can no longer boil the ocean, the ship turns into an ordinary geometric configuration with very limited, earthly possibilities – the embodiment of the eternal human desire to travel.