I walked to the aquarium twice, once with Andrew and once alone. I walked back long the water. Near the aquarium is a marina, in which a number of sail boats are moored. All the sails were down, and as the wind rippled the ropes and cables, it tapped the hooks and clasps against masts, making such an amazing sound. It sounded like a hundred tiny wind chimes, spread out over the water. There wasn’t much sound from the streets or the city… Just the water and the wind.