Little Bay, Day Three

Early morning awakening: So many things, so much packing. Sip morning tea with some odd snacks, We feel hungry just as we pack. We make ready for our leaving, Check-out easy with car boot things. We're off by ten now on the road, Our eyes extend our visual load. Today we speed to a fond target, Catch seafood feeds: Sydney Fish Market. Fresh seafood waits in fine array, Here through these gates feast hungry ways. So much delight in puzzling mix, A feast of sights in hungry fix. Select our meat of seafood fares, Take our fond treats of precious wares. Eat with gusto the fresh food gist, Style our tempo with our hit list. Add hot mocha for a warm drink, Coffee fiesta here on the brink. Catch the sea view down by the edge, Seagulls in cue sense-surround ledge. Food fare in shoppes that call to you, We stare and stop to glimpse odd cues. There is a feel beyond mere sight, An ancient will lingers flair bright. Buy food to eat on the home drive, In a swift beat, a car of five. Goodbye Sydney as we head out, Canberra we track roundabout. Three hours plus drive to Hamlet Place, And we arrive as smiles greet space. A happy trip for memory, Where taste did grip pure chemistry. Our routine chores come up to fit, A simple lore of succinct wit! Leon Enriquez 11 June 2018, Monday Sydney Tour Day Three/ (13 June 2018, ACT)