ice cream in china. it's just not helado.

i had my first ice cream since leaving argentina, and to be honest, it felt like i was cheating on my girlfriend.
helado, if you're out there listening, i want you to know that it meant nothing to me. it was just 5 minutes of sensory pleasure, nothing more than that. in fact, afterwards i wanted nothing to do with it. i felt cheap, used and dirty. i was immediately turned off to the lack of class and taste.
you see, you're so far away from me right now.
some 15,000 miles away. and i'm merely a man.
a man with needs and weaknesses.
i tried so hard to stay true, but with the thermometer peaking at high temperatures out here, it's hard to ignore the carnal call of frozen dairy products.
listen, it's not you, it's me.
it's not that i don't love you, it's just i need some space to explore other frozen dairy possibilities. but i still hold you dear in my heart. if it makes you feel better, honeydew and watermelon flavors could not come close to being the full bodied magnificence that is dulce de leche granizado or tramontana.
as much as it pains me to say it, i think you should explore other possibilities as well. i think if you let other people in on your good licks and taste, you might find out if what we have is real. i mean be honest, even when we were together, i saw you flirting with other guys.....and girls........and children.
but hither, i don't want this to be a blame game. it's water under the bridge.
i just want you to be happy, and to know, even though you're on the other side of the world, i think of you always. i miss your creamy goodness and sugary sweet mannerisms.
but for now, i need to explore other hot weather treats around the world.
for how long you might ask?
i don't know love.
i just don't know.

but when i do come back, i hope that you will be there waiting for me with open arms....and a spoon. right now i'm going through helado regret. i'm sitting here in a yangshou bar drowning my dairy sorrows in spirits and alcohol.
by the way, look at what i saw in this bar.

no, look a bit closer.

the saga continues Dónde está Ché Pelotas?'