Marcia and her Ice-cream

Ever since I started spending time with Marcia, my life had changed. We never ring each other and hardly contacted each other by any other means, but everytime we met at the cliff we ended up doing things together after climbing. She may have planned to do something but she always invited me along. I love the spontaneity of it. These things are usually stuffs that although I have lived in this city all my life I would never do on my own or with anyone else. Last weekend, we went to see "Pride and Prejudice," yesterday I forewent shorinji kempo training to go to the beach with her at Surfer's Paradise. We sunbaked on the beach and talked a lot. Before we went home, we went on a quest to find Marcia's favourite ice-cream on the Gold Coast. After having walked for awhile, she gave up and settled on a compromise ice-cream. It made a $3.00 hole in her wallet, but the ice-cream only filled up a $1.50 hole in her stomach.
On the train back we talked some more, but the ice-cream still dominated her mind, so I promised to buy her one when we get back to Brisbane. It had to be the one she liked: the "Gelita Italia Lemon sorbert cone." We got off at Southbank and proceeded to walk to West End where she had bought the ice-cream last time. Eventually we found it. And she was happy.

Spending time with Marcia requires a lot of walking. But I am happy with that.