It was a gorgeous, sparkling day. We went riding along Southbank and then just kept going. Past the Exhibition Centre, past the Pollywoodside, all the way along. The development along the Yarra is quite amazing, all apartments and marinas and esplanades to walk on and to ride on. It all seemed quite relaxed too, not over crowded, not teaming with people, but just a nice bunch, of what seemed liked locals, enjoying the day.
Not that I want to live in an apartment, I kept saying.
We looked at the prices in a real estate shop window. Goodness me, there seemed to be a good per cent age of them over one million.
Then we came to the end and there were a group of town houses nestled there, in sight of the Westgate Bridge. They had 180 degree views of the Yarra, with lovely water frontages. They seemed peaceful and serene.
Now, I could live here.
There were a collection of walk bridges which connected them to the Docklands and other parts of that end of the city.
As we rode back, it struck me that it would be like being on holidays every day. You could walk to the city along the water front walkways. It all seemed quite lovely, quite an amazing world they have built, nearly, all the way to the bay.
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