Silvano Soto Hot Adventure

In the crowded, one kilometer long strip that makes up Chinatown I saw the streets packed with market stalls, street-side restaurants and Chinese medicine stores. I saw the the many colorful lights that guided my to a Thai food shop. I smelled a mixture of spices mixed in with raw fish, noodles, peppers, and the sweet smell of fruits. I heard bargaining and talking, from people who were hoping to purchase something for a lower price. I waited in line perplexed on what I should order. I could hear money clinking as they were exchanged in to the workers hand as I move closer to the front. I finally was first and decided to get a number 10 and a Pepsi I was confused on what the number 10 stand for. I reached in my pocket and searched and found my coins and put them in the workers hand. People were looking at me at me in a bazaar manner but I ignored their piercing gazes. I waited 10 long minutes until I saw a worker bringing my order. The worker warned me it was made with a ghost pepper but I thought it couldn't be any hotter than a Chile pepper, I was wrong. The soup looked like it could be the devil's blood. It smelled like burnt tomatoes. My nose felt hot and became runny but I paid no attention to it. I picked my spoon up and took the first sip. The sensation hit me instantly. It felt like my mouth was full of lava. I panicked thinking I was going to die of this egregious soup. I rushed for my Pepsi. I took the first gulp and felt relieved and took another gulp. People started pointing their feet at me and then I realized you couldn't drink drinks until the end of the meal. This action would be like talking with your mouth full. I went to order another Pepsi but they ignored me so I left with a mouthful of lava. This was an overwhelming and a spicy adventure that shouldn't happen to me.