Known Diversion Road

It took an unfailingly poor sense of direction to titillate the rest of my senses resting deep into my fondest memory halls. That hall is labeled "Cebu." Looking for my way out of Gaisano, my usual sharp decisions to choose the wrong lefts and rights turned out such a welcome  mistake on my lonesome trip around the country. "Gelatissimo" is the name of the place and "firsts" is the name of the memory lane. 

Dating as far back as 7 or 8 years ago, Champs (endearment term for my clique) went to Cebu for our FIRST flight out together. I think it was also my FIRST time to ride a plane ever. My FIRST time to die by gelato (FIRST & only time to indulge in choco liqueur) at the very FIRST branch of Gelatissimo in the Philippines. This gelato parlor has put me under such an irresistible spell that months later, I went back to Cebu for 2 principal reasons: to meet someone and to eat this one. That when the former reason failed, I had to fulfill the latter more than once. 

Oh this mental road block is a delightful diversion!