Having decided that I've walked enough to earn some pastries, I head back to Cafe 17, where the only baked item left in the glass display is their apple pie. I get masala tea to go along with it.
The apple pie is so good. I might be in love with this place. The owner of the cafe, Raj, recognises me from that morning and offers to help me take a picture haha.
I try to get some reading done - that's one of my favorite books, btw - but it's hard to focus. I settle for a comfortable compromise between journalling and spacing out.