English Bay

This is the day I accidentally stole someone else's hot chocolate from Starbucks. I'd only gone in because I'd (stupidly) left my coat at the hostel and it was bitingly cold and really windy. I ordered a hot chocolate and the barista convinced me to try the caramel one (I will never know if that was good) and when the hand you the drinks guy said hot chocolate I grabbed it and scarpered.

It was a large normal hot chocolate. The shame, the inability to drink that much chocolate, the despair.