Little Bay, Day Two: Day Light

Sunday dawns bright by Little Bay, Rise from dream flights as sleepy stays. Explore the space of rental spree, Succinct fine pace Air BnB. A homestay neat as tempo scales, A lovely feat as trip avails. Rain keeps things wet and off we go, Car drives to set agenda flow. Seek out the place: The Rock Sydney, Old wharf, holds space: flea market spree. Baby sleeps well in stroller ride, Yes you can tell how outing strides. Sit down to eat at the Pancakes: Feast on fine feats with gourmet stakes. Hungry mouths feast on lovely meals, Dessert at least completes warm feel. Then by and by, we walk around, Savour fond highs upon these grounds. Stop by coin stall to pick fine choice, Souvenirs call to buy fond poise. By artist stall: caricatures, Stop to see all, such fine textures. Stop to sit down by Munich brew house, Beer sips, cheer clowns, with taste aroused. Photo snapshots gain currency, Laughter frames lot in funny spree. And as we pass hot mull wine shouts, Sip on warm glass as we stroll out. Car ride home feels a carefree high, A relaxed thrill flavours our sighs. Old dwellings here tells a story, Strange and odd cheer to feel and see. Along the way sheer curious looks, A pleasant play as flair now hooks. Rest for a while till dusk descends, Then seek to style what to attend. Leon Enriquez 10 June 2018, Sunday Sydney Tour Day Two/ (13 June 2018, ACT)