When I moved into my condo nine years ago, the previous owners had left a list of important things I should know about living here.
One of the things listed was that an ice cream truck parked outside my unit at 6:30 every night ... yes, that was important!
On the first evening I was here, I was enjoying a celebratory beer on the terrace when I heard that demonic tune that signaled the ice cream truck was coming.
Needless to say, that night I discovered that ice cream and beer are not a good combination .... but it had to be done, right?
Alas, the ice cream truck stropped coming around about seven years ago.
This evening I heard the familiar tune and looked out the window ... and there was an ice cream truck parked across the street.
You know I had to go get an ice cream!
And it was gooooooood!