They were the closest to the highrise I have ever seen, say 150 to 250 metres away. I could hear the gas blasting and the voices of those in the basket. Sunsets can be so pretty, but I like sunrises. I like seeing the life giving sun appear on the horizon. A dull glow that brightens until a speck of its sparkling self appears and then it reveals its huge presence. Then I start whinging that it is too hot or too glarey.