Screaming Bean |
Monday, June 16, 2003
Have I mentioned I love IKEA? I do. Problem is, the closest one is nearly 4 hours away. But that's okay. Because when the need to go to IKEA arises, it necessitates a road trip. And that's exactly what my spouse and I did yesterday...got up at the crack of dawn, jumped into a midsized automobile (has to be at least midsized in order to carry IKEA stuff) and drove to Conshohocken, PA to shop at one of the newest IKEAs. After 5 hours of shopping, a lovely meal of swedish meatballs, spending an obscene amount of money, and spending an additional hour trying to fit everything into the car, we turned around and drove the 5 hours back home. And you know what? We had fun, because that's what IKEA is all about. This isn't the first time we've done a pilgrimage to an IKEA and I doubt it'll be the last. And we will have cheaply priced funky contemporary scandanavian furniture as a result.
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