Loft

A crisp, inviting day and the balcony beckons.
With a cool drink in hand, the ice-blocks gently clink as you step outside to sit and pick up where you last left off. Unfolding the dogeared page, you retreat for an hour or two into another world.

As the afternoon approaches, footsteps emerge from the second bedroom and a familiar voice commands your attention.

The hardest part of your day is upon you - drinks downtown or a tramp in Port Hills?