So, it turns out we're staying a mere 8 miles from an outlet shopping complex. With a late start to the day messing with plans to explore Boston, we decided to hit the outlets instead.
Once again, I present some things I learned today while shopping "abroad".
- The weather can change faster than you can change your undies.
The day started out gray and rainy. As soon as we arrived at the outlets, the rain stopped, the sun was shining, and the humidex was 264%. About two hours later, it started to downpour. Ten minutes after that, the rain stopped and the humidex resumed its massive climb off the charts. This cycle continued for the rest of the day. Kinda tough to adapt to that. - Going from super-muggy to freezing-cold air conditioning is hard on the system.
The initial shock when you enter a store wears off after a few minutes, and then you're right back into shock mode as soon as you step outside. Now, I don't know much about life, despite what I pretend/lie about, but I do know that that cannot be good for your system. - Americans feel bad for people living in Canada.
Question to store clerk: "Do you have any of (enter product name here) in stock?"
Store clerk: "No, but we can definitely order that in for you and ship it to your address."
Response: "Do you ship to Canada?"
Store clerk: (sharp inhale of breath; sad, pitying look on face) "No, sorry."
Now, I am very happy to live in the country I do, and while my area of residence may not have the stores and amenities like this place, I am still happy there, because I don't have that many people around all the time, and I get to leave and go back to a quieter place, while y'all gotta deal with these ignorant tourists year-round! Save your pity for yourselves! - Canadians feel bad for Canadians.
The flip side to the previous item: I can't get the items I want/need where I live, like I can here. For example, bra shopping is a horrible chore and I hate to do it at any time. Since there are a lot of undergarment-type places around here with good prices, I figured I might as well look. I've now had two bra fittings, both with very different results. The first one told me that I should never go above a certain number (I ain't telling you what it is), and I could go as low as the next number down...which, coincidentally, was as high a number as they sold in that store, even though I told her I couldn't wear that size. Needless to say, nothing purchased there because they didn't fit...like I told her they wouldn't. Next store was made for women of healthier chest sizes, and when I told the attendant my issue, she agreed with my disgust at the previous place, and helped me through the entire process with the humour that it needed! End result: four new bras that actually fit and cover what they should, all for less than $80. You can't get that kind of pricing at home!!! I feel bad for me that I have to go to Boston to buy bras! - Outlet shopping requires stamina that we just don't got.
We started shopping at 11:30 a.m....and by "shopping", I mean we walked from the car to the restaurant for lunch. So at 12:30 p.m., we hit the stores. We walked up and down the rows of stores, popped into several of them, took breaks when our feet hurt...and were both completely exhausted by 5 p.m. Done. Nothing left. Finito. And we hadn't even made it through half the stores. There's just so much there, and so little time for lazy people like us. Might have to start marathon training when I get home, so I can try this shopping again next year.
I barely even have the stamina left to finish this post. It's exhausting being on vacation.
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