Coffee Walk

Coffee Walk

It is a cold autumn afternoon, class is out and I walk down

Main Street

.  I walk at a steady pace, looking for a play to get something warm to sooth the chills of the air.  As I walk, something catches my attention out of the corner of my eye, its graffiti.  It isn’t like any graffiti I have ever seen before, its not vandalism, but art.  I stop and take in the beauty of an unknown artist’s masterpiece.  The colors and designs are like Beethoven’s sonatas, crisp and clear and very entertaining.  After a couple of minutes enjoying the art, I continue of my quest for a hot drink.  I enter Blenz coffee, but to my astonishment, there is a very long line up.  I don’t have time to wait in a line, so my cold body and I exit the establishment to continue our journey.   My next stop takes me to the Bellevue café.  Sadly yet again, there is a long line up that I don’t have the time to wait in.  Into the coldness I go again.   As I’m walking, I pass by a couple of people who are enjoying a Tim Hortons coffee. I think to myself “omg why didn’t I think about that?” so I head off to Tims.  I head to Tim Hortons only to realize that the couple I passed must have obtained their beverages from a different Tim Hortons location because this Tims has no one in it, and the sign on the door reads “closed due to temporary power outages”.  This explains why all of the other coffee shops are so busy, because Tims is closed.  I think to myself “No point in going to star bucks, they are probably really busy to”.  Dissappointed, I head back to school cold and empty handed.  I look across the street and see something that looks like one of heavens angles, what is it you ask? Why it is FIBONNACIS!  Finally, after almost an hour of searching, I found somewhere to get something hot to drink.  I walk in; all I see is two moms with their kids having something to eat.  I walk up to the counter and order a chai latte.  I get my drink and take a sip, the chills are suddenly gone.  Satisfied, I set back out into the cold autumn air, coffee in hand.  I feel the air trying to penetrate my skin like it did before, but thanks to my coffee, I feel no cold, just warmth.