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The light rail trip to Lindfield and back is, just as you'd expect, a mixed bag as far as the scenic side of things is concerned, but harbour-side views made up for the predictable inner city along the rail line eyesores. Once we'd made our way to the Fish Markets, I had no qualms about the chosen time killer.

And that was before the food factor kicked in.

We took ourselves around the perimeter, passing eateries I would've been happy to stop at, turning left at the second into a retail outlet where I would've paused to take a photo of Alaskan King Crab (a touch under $50/kilo) to prove I wasn't hallucinating.

Crowd and space constraints meant I gave the concept the flick pass. 

But if that was crowded, we hadn't seen anything yet. The water-front arcade offered more space in the walkways, but the retail outlets were packed, though there were places to sit and eat what you'd bought, so the crowding wasn't quite as severe once you'd negotiated a purchase.

We took a loop around the place while Madam scoped out the sashimi, and once the relevant decisions almost made, repaired to the bottle shop, where a bottle of 2008 Devils Corner Riesling set us back a reasonable $23. 

Plastic take away glasses were $2 each.

© Ian Hughes 2017