The street where I want to be...

So, where do we all really want to be? On the street where you live? Nah, not really. We thought it might just be some streets where there are happening places for us to go partying or for bar-going people. Nah, it isn't that as well. Or do we think it might be some streets where shopping haven is, where we can go shopping till we drop? Nah, not that too. It's a special street.

So where? Where could it really be? You ask, but you couldn't find that kind street elsewhere on Mother Earth. No man, no nature can ever create that type of street where we would all love to dream of going to. So again you ask, JUST WHAT STREET IS THAT? Now the answer is about to be unveiled.

That street is not real, mind you, so it only virtually exists in dreams. It so happened that I had a dream the night before and it was indeed really a total contrast to this morbid one. You know, sometimes dreams can be this bad or anything as strange as this kind. Mine was just as strange as the latter one, indeed. But of course, it is a pleasant one, though strange it might seem to be. Now, guess what? It's a very special street named after a dessert all of us would love to savour.

However, the street doesn't exactly look anything like this delicious one at all, indeed. It's an entirely different kind of view. Really strange, you know. I expected the street or park (to be exact) to be full of Baskin Robbins and Haagen Dazs selling just like the latter one as we entered...

So, now the story begins...

Well, it all started with me and my family entering a park of some sort. We sort of drifted in some strange "continuum of events" that brought us to this strange "park street". We did not know what to expect of the park at first; we were wary of it at first though we knew before-hand that we would be entering some strange land of some sort. Then we saw something, something we thought it was just normal to name a street after a dessert. It was called...

JALAN AIS KRIM! THE ICE-CREAM STREET!

Neapolitan ice-cream, taken from http://www.cscassets.com/recipes/xlarge/xlarge_24022.jpg

As we entered, we saw something we didn't really quite expect it to be. We initially thought there would be ice-cream shops everywhere. But no, not that! Apparently, the street was NOT lined with ice-cream vendors selling ice-creams of "all-sorts-you-know-what". This street was COVERED with ice-cream, literally every square inch of the street was covered with the neapolitan-coloured creamy dessert with a depth of about a metre. It was indeed a sea of ice-cream! Nothing of the sort you would see at Baskin Robbins or Haagen Dazs kind of decorated ice-cream with chocolate fudge or anything of that sort. No, it was just plain neapolitan-coloured sea of ice-cream. There were vanilla, chocolate, strawberry, durian, banana, sweet purple potato and all sorts of flavours and colours you can think of! But we weren't too excited initially, but worried about visiting the street.

So, now we thought, "OMG! How on earth are we going to visit this street on the park? Swim through the cream? Wade through it? Dip ourselves into it?"

Well, my parents didn't want to get messy with ice-cream all over their clothes, so they just said, "You three just go in". And so we did, with the excitement beginning to seep into our souls. I swam through it, opening my mouth as wide as possible to savour all the ice-cream there is to gulp. My sisters were wary at first, but having thought of so much of an ice-cream for the whole world to savour, they joined in too. Ahhh! The pleasure, the savoury ice-cream the whole world can eat. We ate and ate and ate like there is no more ice-creams left in the world to savour, so much so that we were full before we reached the end of the 100-metre long street.

So, halfway through the sea of ice-cream, we had to "half-swim, half-wade" to the left to the dry side walkway shaped into stairs that is elevated above the "sea level of ice-cream". We tiringly climbed up the stairs until we reached a raised platform, which marked the end of the "Ice-Cream Street". We were drenched and tired from "swimming and eating" through the sea of ice-cream street, but we were happy and satisfied that we were able to savour them seemingly unending.

Just then one of my sisters suggested some place I would also love to visit, though in my mind I was thinking otherwise. She suggested "Let's go visit 'Jalan Bunga'", or "Flower Street". But I was thinking about "Jalan Haiwan" or "Animal Street", where there are wild animals roaming around and mingle with each other in an enclosed "park street".

Arghhh... but then we weren't able to visit all of them, not because we ran out of time or because we did not know the way to the intended "park streets" (well, the direction signs weren't really visitor-friendly), but simply because... because...

I WOKE UP TOO EARLY TO SAVOUR ALL THE NICE, PLEASANT DREAMS! ARGHHH!!!

Tried to sleep again, but sleep wouldn't come anymore, so I woke up with a sense of satisfaction that I was "able to savour a sea of ice-cream" in my dream, anyway.

So, folks, how about a trip to the "ICE-CREAM STREET"? Any takers?

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David The Man.