When I got back to the States in July, there were two places I wanted to go. The Emmaus Public Library on East Main St, and a mile down the road to Rita’s Water Ice. If you haven’t had a Rita’s, let me just say I’m sorry. They are icy cold sweetness.
On October 21, Phil said, “Today’s the last day Rita’s is open this season. Do you want to go?” ” What! Do I want to go? I’m in America and I can, so yes, I want to go! Let me put on my sneakers.” Yes, it was chilly, but this was my last chance in 2012 to enjoy a Rita’s even if I was shivering.
If all goes as planned, when I arrive back in Kenya next July there are two places I’ll want to go. I’ll walk half a block down Lenana Road and buy a bundle of twenty roses from my friendly flower man, Moses (for about $3) and then around the corner to buy two luscious ripe mangoes from a street vendor.
I learned a long time ago not to ask one side of the world to satisfy all of my cravings. Each side of this world has wonderful things to offer- big and small. I figure I’ll enjoy them when I can. I was perfectly content to forgo mangoes for now, and I savored every bite of that water ice.