The door-to-door ice cream man brings much joy to the children of a village in Ulu Yam. I stopped him to buy and to chat.
It made me feel silly and guilty at the same time. Silly, having had a so-called artisan elderflower-flavoured ‘ais krim potong’ (tube popsicle) for RM 8 ++ at a hipster mall with absurd parking. Guilty, because I am paying less than a ringgit for an equally tasty Wall’s Solero (imitation) here.
Of course, one can argue that many top malls charge RM15K or more for monthly rental of a cart or kiosk. For this mobile ice cream man, his overheads are petrol, dry ice and sweat. Speaking of petrol, I spent less on petrol getting here than for parking at some malls in the city.
Sucking a popsicle, hearing the breeze flapping the leaves of a banana tree. That’s life.
Sony Alpha a7R, ISO 100, 4.5, 1/800 sec.