July 10th, 2010.
The night market. An asian jam held at metro square in markham. A venue I had frequently visited in the past. An annual occurrence. Much to my surprise when the topic came up and Jazey had never heard of such a thing.
Our night begins with the first adventure: finding parking. Somehow I make a left, a right, a wrong turn? and we end up behind the market on prime real-estate. A short trek through grass and we're right where we want to be.. well only a fence from our destination. We watch others take the long scenic route around this massive brick fence. But simple math reminds me the shortest distance between two points is a straight line. Well sort of straight. We go right over this huge fence, even when Jazey is wearing a skirt. And to our amusement. As we sit atop the fence, another couple tries our awesome strategy, however, they fail. So they have it worst, cut up, tired, and they still gotta walk around the long way. Suckers. lol
Uncharacteristic as it is for bats to roam around, we mosey along between the many many stalls of various asian foods and delectable goods. I stand firm for you against the pushy crowds.
We stop to appreciate the endless wave upon wave of asians crashing into us in such a confined area. The Asian Invasion. A success.
She occupies her mind with cute buttons and some guy's shirt. And together we enjoy sitting on a small fence near the side of a street while eating fish balls and mussels, the refreshing taste of cheap bubble tea, with plenty of ice, night oncrete reverse 6's vball, with us cheering for the underdogs, the nicer team, and most importantly, I relish in her company.
Bats make me smile.
The night market. An asian jam held at metro square in markham. A venue I had frequently visited in the past. An annual occurrence. Much to my surprise when the topic came up and Jazey had never heard of such a thing.
Our night begins with the first adventure: finding parking. Somehow I make a left, a right, a wrong turn? and we end up behind the market on prime real-estate. A short trek through grass and we're right where we want to be.. well only a fence from our destination. We watch others take the long scenic route around this massive brick fence. But simple math reminds me the shortest distance between two points is a straight line. Well sort of straight. We go right over this huge fence, even when Jazey is wearing a skirt. And to our amusement. As we sit atop the fence, another couple tries our awesome strategy, however, they fail. So they have it worst, cut up, tired, and they still gotta walk around the long way. Suckers. lol
Uncharacteristic as it is for bats to roam around, we mosey along between the many many stalls of various asian foods and delectable goods. I stand firm for you against the pushy crowds.We stop to appreciate the endless wave upon wave of asians crashing into us in such a confined area. The Asian Invasion. A success.
She occupies her mind with cute buttons and some guy's shirt. And together we enjoy sitting on a small fence near the side of a street while eating fish balls and mussels, the refreshing taste of cheap bubble tea, with plenty of ice, night oncrete reverse 6's vball, with us cheering for the underdogs, the nicer team, and most importantly, I relish in her company.
Bats make me smile.
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