Did you know?

The last ferry of a night leaves Manly Wharf for Circular Quay at 12.20am. It's not a particularly good trip when the sea is choppy in the middle of July (the Australian winter). It's a different story in summer of course.

It's been a long time since I last made that journey. In my vain attempt to escape my life and what it had become (short of killing myself - 'cause that just ain't cricket), the sanctuary, I'd decided, was the beach. And the most easily accessible beach from my corner of suburbia was Manly, just a pleasant ferry trip down the harbour.

So I'd get there just as the sun was going down, buy something to eat if I was hungry and sit down either on the beach or somewhere close by. Then there was time for quiet reflection, inhaling the salty air deep into the lungs, feeling the grass and sand under foot and between the toes. Sometimes I'd wish that I could exist in a world consisting entirely of perpetual dusk and eastward facing beaches.

Of course, I'd never stayed long enough to watch the sunrise which I assume would be amazing. The first ferry of the morning departs at 6.40am on weekdays, 8.45am weekends and I'm not sure of what I'd do in the meantime.

Suddenly I've got the urge to make that trip again.


Listening to:
Title: At The River
Artist: Groove Armada
Album/station: Ministry of Sound: The Chillout Session vol.2 (2001)
Length: 3.59