Good day unreliable sunshine

A short climbing session was available, and one acquaintance was there who'd just returned from 45 days of trekking in Nepal. It sounded kind of horrendous to me, weeks spent at 18,000 feet, treacherous "trails", where a fall pretty much meant injury or death; also you lose muscle tissue being up there for so long, and this guy had nothing extra to lose. When I'm in my 60's, I don't think I would want that kind of challenge, but of course no one knows until they reach that point.
There are many milder treks available, but no guarantees about weather conditions or political climates.
The sun flickered on and off all day, but determined to have a springlike experience, I scouted out the new high-quality ice cream parlor not far from the supermarket. Three bucks seemed high for a scoop, but they are very generous, and the stuff is dangerously delicious. The flavor I sampled was called "Scout Mint", very minty and loaded with what looked and tasted like crushed Girl Scout Thin Mints. It almost felt summery, walking along with an ice cream cone.