Friday, May 20, 2011

A Trip to the Gelateria

This afternoon, I went with some classmates to a gelateria in the Marais, reputed to be one of the best in the city (it's on somebody's list).

Pre-gelateria anticipatory giddiness.

Taking the subway to the gelateria.

On the way to the gelateria.

The gelateria!

Difficult choices to be made.

It was a fine time (duh, gelato!). I had a delicious affogato (vanilla ice-cream drowned in espresso). Everyone was very happy.

Except later, when I got home and discovered that I no longer had my nifty little Canon IXUS 115 HS, I was not so happy. How I cursed my own stupidity, as I retraced my steps through the Marais, praying to the patron saint of terminally moronic tourists that I might be spared punishment, just this once.

As you may have guessed from the photos above, my prayers did not go unanswered. When I got back to the gelateria, all flustered and breathless, the lady behind the counter gave me a big smile, reached into a drawer, handed me the camera and said, deadpan as could be: "We've been expecting you!"

Je suis con, moi. Mais j'ai eu de la chance! Here's to happy endings.