Penne Cole's thoughts on food, travel and more
My favourite way to get home after a long day at work was to take the ferry. The gentle rocking of the ship starts to soothe my frazzled nerves as soon as I get on board. Taking a seat outdoors by the railing, I can feel the stresses of the day start to fade away as I wave a goodbye to the Opera House and the Harbour Bridge.
It isn’t until I step foot on land again and gaze up the path towards home that I start to smile. I love every step of the long coastal path. My senses drink in the beauty, hungrily trying to absorb every detail. My ears pick out the rhythmic slap of the lines against the masts; my nose sniffs the salty tang to the air; my eyes soak up the gorgeous blue of the sky as it slowly fades into hues of orange and gold.
I say hello to the tree man along the way. Almost there. Up the punishing stairs, down the long road, wait impatiently for the elevator, turn my key in the lock, and I’m home. Escape complete.
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