If you recall back to Friday, I was taking you on an introductory tour of the new wing of the Museum of Contemporary Art, The Mordant Wing, donated by Simon, a businessman and philantropist. I pointed out the fourth floor sculpture garden where I could see people with something cold in their hand. I promised to take you up to see what THEY could see.
They saw variations upon this. I left about 730pm and the scene was becoming more beautiful as the twilight deepened. The cruise ship was the 'Regetta' which was playing '40s swing as the passengers sipped bubbly on the deck. Then the public address indicated that they were steaming over to Papeete, and out the harbour it went.
Wonderful sight. Just glorious. And my riesling went down well, too.