Night out with cans+icecream

It's so hard to find a place where you can calmly stay without having to breath your lungs out from the dim cigarette smoke that lives in almost every cafe around here. so me and nita thought we go out and look for ice-cream in one-too-many of our super-duper markets. we went to 4 of them, i think, and each one of them was in the outskirts of the city. none of the supermarkets had ice-cream: one had a 50% off on previous year's ice-cream which looked like somebody had tasted them, and then puked them back to be frozen, so we did not take them; and in another one it took an assistant almost 7min. to go look for some and then in the end they looked disgusting as well.

*we wanted ice-cream so badly, and none of the supermarkets made our tongue's wishes come true. So, we were supermarket-walking, and just looking at stuff really. And then I was curious to try some far eastern products (and some cheap south american ones), and we got: a jar of sweet & sour sauce, coconut milk, 6 tacos and buritos "dinner ready", a kinder chocolate bar, and some Haribos. My recent food taste lies in Asian food, especially Chinese (probably one of the reasons why I traveled to Skopje for. Stars Ocean. such delicious food).

The supermarkets looked so clean and colorful at night, and when there were only me and nita walking around. The patterns that shelved cans, bags of chips, dips, sauces, bread, cookies, candies and other stuff made were fascinating; not to mention the perfect light conditions for a shot. Plastics really shone tonight, I can tell you that.

After another 10mins. or so around the city, protected by Eluise-the-car, we headed home; with a quite vivid memory of empty supermarkets at 10pm, with rich colorful goods stacked, floors cleaned and sleepy attendants. I sort of wanted to sleep there.