- It's not convenient for me to get to. I pretty much live in the Bermuda Triangle of Ikeas - being roughly an hour away from 4 of them.
- I find myself getting a sudden urge to drink Lingonberry juice, having no idea what it is.
- How many home stores do you have the opportunity to take a "fika" break? (this is apparently Swedish for coffee and I used the phrase all afternoon).
- The store is set up in such a way that you have to walk through every section. Even though there are short cuts, it feels like cheating. Must. Walk. With. Arrows.
- Ever yearn for shelving? If you answered "no", you've probably never been to an Ikea.
- The Mac N Cheese is pretty awesome too FYI.
- I end up buying mostly nonsense that I have no real need for (but it seems like such a great idea at the time). You haven't truly lived until you impulse-buy a bag of rocks to put in a vase.
- The all important question of, "Will it fit in the car" comes up every time, and every time it all manages to squeeze in. Those Swedes are sneaky.
- The inevitable construction trials and tribulations is a common theme when talking about Ikea, but God forbid a part is messed up in some way - then you just bought yourself another trip to Ikea, which I did on Saturday. (No Flicka break this time though)
- Final verdict, Mac N Cheese cures all ills. I'll be back for more shelving soon.
Drive Slow.
