My Coolest Run in Sydney Ever..!

“Because it’s so much more fun to explore the world together, with another’s hand in mine…”
I’m hungry, it’s 10.17pm and I just realised I’ve been running/jogging since 8pm… I found like the perfect route today and in perfect weather conditions-sparse clouds and breezy in low humidity! Soooo many good memories!
I went down my usual Broadway route and up the slope near Victoria park where cars race at night and where I race them up in evenings. Pass Ian thorpe aquatic centre and powerhouse museum where there was this little nook that had vines leisurely scaling up the amber brick walls, finding crevices ever so often to rest their weary roots whilst the setting sun was splashing gold in patches leaving shadows dancing between their lithe bodies. Down past the exhibition centre where I was juxtaposed between salsa in the pumphouse and group of hip-hoppers improvising to the 4/4 beat of a boombox, them with their converse shoes, jeans and night-coloured long sleeve shirts to accentuate their muscles as they danced blissfully unaware of the crowd that was watching them from a distance.
Hitting haymarket and towards Goulburn intending to hit College Street to the botanical gardens but before I could… I got myself lost and ended up in cook/Phillip aquatic and fitness centre where I ran along the wooden boards flanked by sprouting fountains, peppered with rivulets lining stairs pass St Mary’s cathedral onto this path of green where I saw second coolest scenery of the night, blackbirds spanning my entire visual field languid amongst the sea of orange drifting with the clouds bobbing as boats in calm but windy waters…It was amazing, just standing there watching them waltz across the sky like ballroom dancers swaying to Michael Buble. I crossed this nifty little bridge and was a pinch perturbed by guy who was pointing wildly who suddenly stopped two flights down, although I think he was being kind and letting me move first but I seriously had the image of him mugging or knifing me…thank goodness it was just adrenaline.
Onwards I went greeted by chill out rock music drifting in the air like the scent of freshly baked bread, enveloping me in its warm melodies towards Woolloomooloo! I was sooo tickled by the fact that I had journeyed from Glebe towards Woolloomooloo and Harry’s de wheels, somehow I didn’t expect myself to land there and I didn’t know that they had restaurants there too! I was happily jogging past diners and stopping ever so often the catch the evening breeze and that was when.. I thought how cool would it be to bring my guitar there and play amongst the stars, I jogged parallel to the restaurants amongst bay side houses with soft lights exuding a quiet yet confident homely feeling. Downwards I reached to what was and still is in my mind the perfect make out spot, it’s this really dark area with just a bench beneath the shade of trees minimising moonlight pollution. I could imagine having fish and chips there whilst watching the sun prepare for bed before her last yawn where after that, we’d have the sweetest dessert amidst the silky sensous darkness…
Up cobbled steps I had my second surprise of the night… I was at Mrs Macquarie’s point! And the stgeorge open cinemas was showing! I caught 0.5hrs of Valkyrie, this war movie about the attempted assassination of Hitler…there I was amongst pockets of people with picnic blankets and boxes of pizza on the far right and on a little cliff in the centre. That was my final stop of the night, where I was standing there admiring the Sydney Opera House before retracing my steps back home.
It’s 10.45 now..and the thought of me having a wife to greet me with ice-tea and dinner kept popping its head in my noodle on the way back…and it’s still there lingering up till now… it’s times like these I really wish I had a girlfriend, just because…