Sunday, July 15, 2012

Only an hour

What a difference an hour makes. One morning the promenade of Cairns teemed with activity. Less than twenty-four hours later the stunning boardwalk showed few signs of life. So what caused such a remarkable difference? An hour or so accounted for the lack of movement compared to the previous day. I left at 4:30 am and found the coastal tourist town still asleep for the most part.

I took a turn through the downtown first, and then returned to the seaside for the second half of the run. Though the scenery remained vibrant and invigorating, I did miss the energy of the other early birds.

Early or late, run.

Tom
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