The sun is happily beaming down on Hobart. Wispy clouds stretch across the blue sky. Soft, cool, complimentary breeze. Electronic billboard declares 21 degrees celcius. I amble through the bustling city, soaking the rays, shiver in the shadows. Dark sunglasses hide my eyeing of women in their skimpy summer clothing. Buy a turkish pizza, seat myself in a sunny, lawned area along a walkway, behind some buildings. Raise my specs above my forehead, bite into the chicken and mushroom. Close my eyes and enjoy the warmth and incredible peace of the middle of a city.
Ahhh, what a glorious day.