Bulk and bunnies

Today I had my first San churros experience. For anyone who doesn't know what this is, it's like a Spanish version of Max Brenner's, with the added delight of churros (essentially doughnuts in stick form.) It was amazing, but despite having finished eating about 5 hours ago, I am surprised that I am able to move yet. I shared a fondue plate with my friend, which included; nougat, brownies, pretzels, marshmallows, macarons, churros, strawberries and bananas (so I'm really glad we shared,) and a mint hot chocolate.  When I ordered this hot chocolate, I'm quite sure they went out the back and just literally heated some chocolate and added a mint shot. The mug that came to the table was full of such a thick and rich chocolate substance, that I am sure there was no milk added whatsoever. It was however delicious, and I regret nothing, although I am not sure that my stomach agrees.
After this we went for a walk to Big W for my friend to stock up on some household products. Since her mum was with her, she ended up buying the best value washing products available, which meant 5 litres of fabric softener and 5 kilograms of washing powder. We didn't have a trolley at the time, and so I offered to carry the washing powder. I had also picked up an Avengers ball on our travels, as I needed one for my ballet strength exercises. While my friend and her mum looked for a new bath mat, I stood at the end of the aisle waiting for them. At this point, a very attractive Big W employee wearing  pair of Easter Bunny ears walked by, and as I thought it was polite to be nice, I smiled. He gave me an odd look, and I couldn't figure out why. He hurried off, and I was left standing there with a 5L bottle of fabric softener at my feet, and a 5kg box of washing powder in my arms with an Avengers bouncy ball perched on top. I think I get it now.
I also came across a child named Hermione (who happened to be ridiculously beautiful and well dressed for a girl her age) as her father called her away from looking at gumboots with butterflies on them. I love Harry Potter, and I guess her parents do too.
It was a very good day, and I am now watching Dr Who while trying to convince my body to make room for some soup. It's not going well.
                                                                  Xx, Little Duck