sugar hit: swissotel
I’d originally wanted to head to Azuma. There were boxes at Azuma – two whole boxes of dessert for the princlely sum of $20. But I was already borderline full, and the short walk from Darling Harbour to George Street hadn’t aided my digestion as much as I’d hoped.
A pause. A collecting of thoughts. And then a small grin. “We could” I pondered out aloud “go to the Swissotel…”
My mind had briefly crossed to the Grace Hotel, but I was parked closer to Town Hall and had no idea I’d end up wandering the streets and staring at birdcages til the early hours of the morning.

