The St Clair Esplanade in Dunedin held a reserved elegance as the quiet, early morning light lifted. A soft ocean breeze left the air heavy with the smell of salt, lingering in the mellow radiance of dawn. The streetlights, emanating a warm glow while far off on the horizon, the clouds began to break with the first colours of day peeking through. The stillness of the morning, only matched by the tranquil, calm of the vast ocean. It was early, the day wasn’t quite awake, yet no longer asleep and I had the place all to myself.