No one can be that shallow! Can they?

On the way home after an evening of sightseeing and dream building

After my failed attempts of organising a farewell dinner at the famed XO, I did as any shattered person would do and sort solace and comfort in alcohol to drown away my disappointment. Due to a sudden reversion in the weather, the city streets were much too humid to stay outdoors and much to stale to stay indoors, so a couple of good friends and I did the next best thing – we got high. And high we got because for the next hour or so, I felt completely dizzy and dazed – a feeling long forgotten. Who knew the gimmicks of revolving restaurants/bars can illicit feelings of sea sickness and the biggest shock, the gimmicks of revolving restaurants/bars can actually lead to quite a classy and meaningful evening.

So I spent the evening drinking high up in the city skyline atop the famed Australia Square. After being seated by the maitre’d and awaking from the shock of the brilliantly decorated interior and service, I decided to get myself really drunk so I can forget the missed opportunity. But upon seeing the drinks menu, I quickly changed my mind and ordered the famed Moet & Chandon cocktail; something nice so I can indulge in this newly presented opportunity. So as I slowly suckled what will probably be the most expensive drink I have ever bought, I quickly began enjoying the stunning cityscape of Sydney while pointing out the major attractions: the Establishment hotel directly below; Delta Goodrem’s loft apartment; the award wining Renzo Piano building; the much lamented Harry Siedler tower; the place where I went to dinner the other night in Sans Souci; the ridiculously large and silly disco ball; my office; the Prime Minsters residence; the big pink building on Parramatta Road; a luxury yacht berthed at the mariner; the airport which will be visiting very soon; and, places where I wanted to live. And sure enough, much of the evening was spent discussing the merits of various city fringe suburbs that will serve as an ideal first home along with the virtues of LCD over plasma. As my spirits started to pick up, from the alcohol or altitude sickness I do not know, my mind raced back to my recently formed philosophy of living, built upon the three pillars of food, fashion and freedom and I started to become content; content of the dreams that I was building.

posted by tykang @ 1/29/2005 02:49:00 PM