I have realized that I suck at writing travelogues. Have tried a number of times before but haven’t yet finished any. And if you don’t write a travel update as soon as you get back it looses its Zing. My draft folder shows me this reality.
Coming to what I wanted to share with you folks through this post is what I saw at Sydney’s Darling Harbor. Now Darling harbor as the name suggests is this nice place along one of Sydney’s water front, replete with Cafes, Restaurants and Bars. Throw in the museum and the theater and it’s a perfect place to spend the evening.
After a long day I was etching for good sea food and I landed there. While walking towards this particular Italian restaurant I saw this guy not more that 16-17 years of age, busy putting up a floor mat right on the landing of the steps that lead to water. There were also a couple of boxes next to him. Me being me, thought to myself “now who the hell will come and buy things from him at this late hour”. Thinking that and not any more I went ahead.
The meal was fantastic. Delicious and plush. The satiated me had to get back to the hotel and I took the exact same path to get to the taxi stand. And then what I saw moved me beyond words.
The same guy had now set up the place. The floor mat now had a comfy mattress on it. It was lined by beautiful candles all around it. There were flowers all over. There was a small table and on that stood a tall bottle of wine and 2 glasses. And there he sat with his girl, hand in hand, her head on his shoulder, staring into the water, oblivious to people like me standing awestruck behind them.
Coming to what I wanted to share with you folks through this post is what I saw at Sydney’s Darling Harbor. Now Darling harbor as the name suggests is this nice place along one of Sydney’s water front, replete with Cafes, Restaurants and Bars. Throw in the museum and the theater and it’s a perfect place to spend the evening.
After a long day I was etching for good sea food and I landed there. While walking towards this particular Italian restaurant I saw this guy not more that 16-17 years of age, busy putting up a floor mat right on the landing of the steps that lead to water. There were also a couple of boxes next to him. Me being me, thought to myself “now who the hell will come and buy things from him at this late hour”. Thinking that and not any more I went ahead.
The meal was fantastic. Delicious and plush. The satiated me had to get back to the hotel and I took the exact same path to get to the taxi stand. And then what I saw moved me beyond words.
The same guy had now set up the place. The floor mat now had a comfy mattress on it. It was lined by beautiful candles all around it. There were flowers all over. There was a small table and on that stood a tall bottle of wine and 2 glasses. And there he sat with his girl, hand in hand, her head on his shoulder, staring into the water, oblivious to people like me standing awestruck behind them.
It was one of the most beautiful sights I had seen in Sydney. I stood there for a good minute before realizing that I was in fact being a spectator to someone’s very special moment. Thereafter I walked off with a very obvious smile on my face.
18 comments:
Oh how sweet!! being in love is such a beautiful feeling :-)
and err... typo perhaps... sites should be sights?
ah....thats so sweet....i would surely visit thr once i move in next month !
nice post ! hope ur doing well !
do visit ! cheers!
amit
Thereafter I walked off with a very obvious smile on my face. Now I have an obvious smile on my face.
Loved this post and how you have described this, simple, beautiful scene...
Just a thought:I can not imagine this happening in India :(
And the hopeless romantic i know would have missed Aman so much more post this! :)
love is a most beautiful feeling isnt it :)
i am smiling too
and BTW love the header pic
Ah, sweet & romantic post & new header pic is awesome! Everything in white & blue with water around, now the cancerian in me wants to laze around any such water area :D :P :).
@ Imp's Mom - it is, the most beautiful feeling.. thanks for pointing me out to the Typo
@ Hopeless Romantic - ah, so u moving to Sydney..u shud surely go there
@ IHM - thanks dear.. and yes that thought crossed my mind too, this can never happen in India
@ Anu - thats true :(, u know me too well even for my own comfort..
@ Monika - glad i made u smile.. the header is the view from my hotel room's terrace in Sydney
@ Kanu - that header pic is the view from my room in Sydney..so u know where to plan ur next vacation to :) :)
Such a sweet and roomantic post, Iya. LOved it :)
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Lovely post.....those guys are lucky to be able to do these things like IHM says cant imagine anyone having even a cold drink hand in hand forget wine in India without having snide comments and nosey policemen coming in to the picture.
hey Mystic..u have been missing from action!!
@ Pinku - thats true, this cant happen here..
:)
awww! thats sos weet! betta than any travelogue you could have written! a slice of life! :)
cheers!
abha
awww...that IS so romantic:)))
*sigh*
this is better than a travelogue :))
PS:-header pic is beautiful and so is your prof. one :)))
nice beginning.. you could continue with some more details ;)
wow !! thats was soo romantic ...
I wish I can spend an evening like that someday !! U got me miss love lady, as if these rains were not disturbing me already !!
@ Thanks Abha, it was indeed sweet..
@ Indyeah - Gee thanks, i love hearing that!!
@ Sneha - thanks, thats a good idea..
@ Preeti - haha, thats the exact thought that came into my mind too..
life is all about those moments. and he preserved that moment for ever-in his memory, in his girl's memory and in yours too.
I feel the love :)
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