Basking in the glow of an evening of warmth.
Sydney has been made a ghost town in the presence the APEC summit. The streets are empty, steel and concrete barricades protecting us from world leaders and motorcades longer than the streets on which they travel, abounding. But despite the coolness, echoed in current weather, tonight was a night to remember.
We caught up with a friend from LA who is in town on business (bad timing with all this APEC stuff going on) and a selection of his work colleagues, local and imported for the event. Such gatherings can be draining at times, but this was not one of those times. It turned out to be an all gay event - though I wasn't certain of this at the outset. No ice breaking was required and I don't think there were any pauses in conversation all night apart from when the waiter crashed the dessert, but that was just a momentary lapse. The topics on offer ranged widely, and back stories equally complex. I could easily have chatted with each person at the table individually for the whole evening and was quite disappointed that it all had to end. The restaurant was one of Sydney's finest, but I hardly recall the food (yes it was good - but the conversation better).
It came up over dinner that Sydney isn't really known for depth. Superficial is seen as the order of the day - every day, and getting past the surface more than a challenge. Now I don't think this is completely the truth - but I can see how it can be seen to be so. It can take time to progress to a depth beyond the surface, and we're so often buzzing from one thing to the next - that after pleasantries, we're off to the next venue, the next best thing... How often do we take time to fully explore issues? Discuss politics? Really connect? Spend time...
5 hours later we are heading home. The time has flown by, and half of the group will be flying out within days.
Damn it was good.
But I'm left hungry for more.