Secret Love Nest

A Lost Squirrel pt2

I walked around in that neighborhood for another hour and asking for direction. That is okay. I am not one of those guys who is afraid to ask for direction.

I know there is a cliche about that. That cliche of a guy being afraid to ask for direction because it will decrease some macho points or something.

Bullshit.

My father once told me, there are two kinds of stupid in this world. Those who lost money in a known rigged game. And those who doesn't ask for direction when they are lost.

I don't know if you heard that, I will bet you didn't because I think my father just made it up. But he makes sense. You are stupid if you gamble your money knowing you will lose it and if you will choose remain lost when there are people around you can ask for direction.

I am not stupid. Okay, there are moments when I feel like I am stupid. But I am not stupid enough and egoistic enough to be stubborn about not asking for direction.

So I did. Ask someone where I am. I walked a bit and talked to an older man standing by a shop to ask where I am.

Apparently, I am in the West part of the city. Cool.

I also asked the man about a yapping dog owned by a blind guy, he gave me a clueless look so I didn't pushed it. I just thank him from the bottom of my heart.

I think Lipin was right. Those clues are not made by foodies but by astro physicians with brains like Einstein.

Anyways. It's snack time and I got hungry so I went inside a cafe to order hot chocolate and a brownie. They don't sell macarons though. I got it to go as I walk around again looking for bakeshops selling macarons.

Lipin: Give up already.

Me: No. It's been only two hours, Lipin. I am still fine.

Lipin: Fine. Those clues are...clueless and no help at all, Dayu ah. Maybe you should search for bakeshops with delicious macarons and look for their addresses.

Me: But that is not hunting at all. That is searching online.

Lipin: (getting annoyed) Don't make me come down there to smack your head, you stubborn man. Hunting macarons had already failed. You already got lost. Do it my way or I will call the Goddess to pick you up.

Lipin is taking out the big weapons now. Why is she friendly with my equally scary neighbor?

So I did what she said. I went to a small playground. Sat on a bench and started seaching bakeshops online.

I found three famous bakeshops close to me. Two original shops and one franchise.

Me: There's one just a few meters from me. I can walk there.

Lipin: Are you sure?

Me: Yes.

Lipin: Okay.

So I walked. Looking at my phone. Checking the street signs and asking for directions to friendly looking people. Keeping a low profile on the way.

When I got to the first cute and bubbly looking bakeshop, the male server there said.

Server: Today is Wednesday, Sir. We only serve macarons during the weekends.