A crisp wind blows engulfing all in its icy embrace, soft sun caresses slumbering blossoms as autumn leaves lay scattered by the cobblestone streets. My heels tap against the stone and I wrap my coat firmly around me. Mountains stretch far out of sight.
My day was spent hopping in and out cafes, gazing through frosted shop windows and feeling soft lingerie silk.
“Chocolate is cheaper than therapy… and no appointment is required”
The rich aroma of chocolate seduced the air, colliding with brewing coffee beans and the clattering of plates. Nestled away in the mountains, along a boutique lined street, Josophan’s Fine Chocolates cafe in Leura is a favourite escape from bustling city streets.
I ordered a cappuccino to start (coffee pours out my ears, with the amount I drink), followed by strawberries and a pot of Belgian chocolate to dip.
The day creeped by in a haze of the sensual pleasures of chocolate and life.
Rain now pours down the window pane as I sit coffee firmly in hand, candles cast shadows in my dimly lit room as the wind howls.