His first Ice cream

On the ferry, I found out Jim didn't pack Evan's blue blanket. Jim though I packed the blue blanket. We spent the next 2 hours at Lumut, among the stinky dried-fish stall (oh heavenly sotong!), looking for souvenirs and waiting. His blanket was due to come on the next ferry. When we found out his blanket missed that ferry too, we reverted to comfort food. Ice cream. Evan had his first cone. He didn't figure out that the cone was edible.

The blanket arrived safely on the next express.