It is not very easy for someone to get into Canada, US, Australia or New Zealand as a stowaway. Such people must overcome enormous obstacles while they are getting onto the ship. In some cases, they must be a little mad. By the way, you can see yourself in this.
It was Friday, January 8, 1999 in the city of Liverpool, England. In the early hours of the evening the city was flooded with lights. I and four young Romanian guys with knapsacks on our backs were making our way towards one of the container ports where next evening a cargo ship should sail for Canada and US. Our goal was to hide ourselves on the ship. But for this purpose we had to enter the port and remain hidden near the harbour, watching all activities and acquiring a schedule for the date and time of departure of the ship.
It did not take us long to find the wharf from which the ship should leave. Of course, five of us were too many. We realized that, but we were hoping somehow for luck. Avoiding speaking to one another in the subway, taking great pains not to draw the attention of people, we were traveling on the main road near the port. We were moving two by two with the remaining one behind. We were all about a hundred meters apart from each other, Thank God, we did not encounter any police cars.
The first and easier obstacle was overcome.
Lying in the darkness, in the park and drinking vodka, several hours passed. At midnight we were ready. Just about a hundred and fifty meters was the distance to the port fence which we had to pass. Noiselessly, like cats, we left the park, moving along the high fence…Here at the end of the port and at the end of the city there was no way we could be noticed. We reached the prepared opening and slipped in. In front of us we faced a high fence. Oh, we scaled it too. Now there was no turning back.
After a rest we investigated the situation and made our way back toward the port, squatting and creeping as spies. The port was flooded with light making it as bright as day. We had reached the containers which were bound for the U.S. and Canada. The ship was docked across the yard and we intended to insert ourselves in quickly. We run across the road and quickly jumped over the fence. The containers were piled there in groups. We concealed ourselves between two of the containers. Here we took a breather.
Already at the most dangerous place, we should run through an illuminated space about sixty-seventy meters long and reach the containers and hide between them. Then we could reach the ship.