After taking in the light show, we decided to go for a walk around (and find food...obviously!). We walked down a few streets, and then it happened. We turned a corner, and suddenly my eyes landed on the most welcomed vision they have spotted in a while. Like a scene from a movie, the world around was dark, and the bright, cheerful words "Second Cup" drew me in. Yes, friends, there's a Second Cup in Manchester. For most of you, this probably isn't a big deal, but for little 'ol me who resorts to Starbucks coffee as a means of fulfilling her dark coffee fix, this was the best thing since sliced bread, or Betty White...which ever came last.
|Mulled apple cider...Oh. Man.|
|That is a cup of White Hot Chocolate...and my friend MaCris!|
|I don't think I appear as overly excited as I actually |
was in this moment...it was BIG!
-the (Far Too Happy) Orange Canadian