My eyes light up with the same amount of wonder that a child could only muster on Christmas morning. Or Easter or their birthday. My knees go weak. I practically levitate down the stairs from the top of the bay inside Allianz Stadium. Although I was deep in the seedy underbelly of the Roosters home stadium, there was a very bright spot in the ugly swath of red...
As I walk uphill from Darling Harbour on Druitt Street towards Town Hall and the Queen Victoria Building, I take in every little bit of my familiar surroundings. The cool, morning wind blows in from Hyde Park towards Cockle Bay and refreshingly hits my face. The smell of that mid-morning breeze on a Sunday just takes me back. They say that smell is the sense that...