The Gelati Adventure

"Are you coming for gelaties?" Shanel asked, yet again. She had asked the same question yesterday, and I had told her that I wasn't sure. The irony of it all was that mere moments earlier, Chantal had asked me the same thing, and then proceeded to tell me that Shanel said it was "too cold" to go for gelaties, and that therefore she might not come. I replied to Shanel that I was going all along, and she was the one that was in question. So, she was going and Chantal hadn't told her any details. Alright. So I told Shanel what was happening: Meet at Chantal's at 3.

I left home at 2:30 (because when you live as far as I do, you have to leave early) and arrived at Chantal's at 3. There was some back and forth as I tried to figure out what was happening. No one knew what time the bus came. So, I called my mom and asked her if she could give us a ride there, which led to way more confusion as no one would give me a straight answer and tell me how long they thought we might be there and blah blah blah. I told my mom that "fine, we'd just take the bus." Then I called Arielle to see where she was (why hadn't I had the thought to call her first? I don't know). She was about five minutes away, so I called my mom again (and she was not pleased) and asked her again if she could give us a ride. Again she asked if then we wouldn't have a ride back, and I could hear her getting increasingly frustrated. As was I, so it's all good. So I explained to her that Arielle would arrive soon and we wouldn't go to the car 'til she was there, so my mom said all in a huff, "Fine. I'll go to safeway and call you after I'm done." Alright.

Arielle arrived shortly after but barely had tme to warm up as my mom arrived and we herded out of Chantal's house and into the little Toyota Camry. And we drove. And then there we were, in front of G.G. Gelati's. So we piled out of the car, and my mom drove off. And then we went to open the door to the gelati shop and it was locked! Winter hours. Closed on Sundays. Dammit. We had a little conversation about how my mom would wait for people to enter their houses, even if their parents were home, but she would happily leave us stranded on Corydon. We trudged a few blocks to the other gelati place, which was open. We then spent a good ten minutes ruminating about what kind to get (with a lovely comment from Chantal: "It'll be 6 by the time we decide what we want"), and then we got them. Giant heaping mountains of ice cream. We sat in a little corner and ate. It tastes different, gelati ice cream. I guess that's because it's natural or whatever,but it tastes funny, especially vanilla, which was one of the kinds I got. The oreo kind was good. I ate that, and then mixed my cookie dough and vanilla together into a soupish mixture and then I bury my napkin in it. And then I pulled my napkin out and put it in Shanel's empty gelati dish. Chantal was disgusted and it was amusing.

Anyways, we left and crossed the street to the bus stop and checked when it would be coming (after a debate. No one wanted to punch numbers into a little cellphone in that cold. Shanel had the honour) and it wouldn't be coming for another twenty minutes! It was like -35 degrees, and we were not going to stand there for that long. The gelati place wouldn't have let us back in, so we walked to the next bus stop, where across the street was a little convenience store. We went there, and Shanel said (in what she might have thought was a quiet voice), "Someone should buy something so they don't think we're stealing." I had only a dollar, so I couldn't. Arielle decided she would buy beef jerky and gum, and Chantal got Tic Tacs. We left five minutes before our bus was expected and stodd around in the bus shack. Stupid thing was late. Curses. But it came and quickly filled up with people.

We got off the bus near the MTS Centre but had to walk to the other side of it, and we ran, with confused shouts from Arielle of, "Where are we going?!" and, "Why are we running?!". We finally got there, our faces half frozen, and stood on the inside, still cold from the outdoors. The 19 finally came and we ran out to get on it, and we did and it was pleasantly warm on the inside. After 15 minutes, and some guy rubbing Shanel's back, we arrived at our stop. Shanel said, "We're not going to make the light unless we run!" so I pushed her off the bus and she ran for a bit. When she started to slow down, I pushed her again and as we arrived at the street, the one running alongside the sidewalk's light turned yellow. "WE WON'T MAKE IT!!!!" she shouted as we ran across, but we made it. This was followed by a cold trek against the wind 'til we got to Chantal's place, with some spurts of running, though that didn't help as it merely helped the wind steal your breath from you. But regardless, we ran, and we arrived at Chantal's frozen and breathless.

We had a conversation that shall not be repeated and then my mom came to pick me up. And so I left Chantal's place. Yep.

Currently Listening: Every You, Every Me by Placebo

Sucker love, a box I choose,

No other box I choose to use.

Another love I would abuse.

No circumstances could excuse.

In the shape of things to come,

Too much poison, come undone

'Cause there's nothing else to do,

Every me and every you.