Getting lost builds up a healthy appetite.
Last Saturday afternoon, I was set to see Lira and her newborm at their Patricia home. That was after I set all my affairs right at school which ended a bit late. In a hurry to leave the place, I didn't pause to think if I should take a PUJ bound for Fortunetowne or not. And so to Fortunetowne I went and was subjected to the curious smile of the kind driver who took me back at the junction without additional fare.
So finally, Isabella and I met. She was so little I was afraid to touch her (it's a good thing her parents plan to dedicate her six months from now). Asleep at her mother's bosom, she refused to finish her milk. Besides the occasional stretching and change of positions, she took no notice of our noisy exchange.
I stayed only an hour as by 6 pm, the sky was already dark. Since it would still be more than an hour before I reach home, I decided to pass by Imbiss and try the sausages that they are so famous of. I tried their Scheublig sausage with 2 cups of rice and 12 oz cola. I don't know beans about sausages but what I had was a bit crispy outside and juicy inside and it went very well with catsup and mustard.
No comments:
Post a Comment