2008 hideout-exploration begins at...
being accounting-trained, the agents ordered the best deal offered in the cafe :) indeed the waffles were yummilicious though the ice-creams were less delightful and unsurprising.
and to challenge our tastebuds further and evoke our thirst for all things new and exciting, we ordered the magic potion - a tube of liquor concocted for a scope of ice-cream. as you can see, im the usual skeptic while dor is the explorer when food is concerned. 
as always, im blanking....JPG)
the following poem by William Henry Davies should help justify my spacing-out moments :p
What is life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
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