Over the course of a week, we have collected enough adventures in our minds, I'm sure, to fill a short novella. All of which were most amusing to us, but let's not get ahead of ourselves. This adventure regards our trip to that blue and yellow store we all know and only mildly love.
We made our way across town to take care of a stash of paperwork with the intent of perusing through IKEA afterwards to find some small furnishings for our newly rented apartment (story to follow). However, we arrived a full hour and a half too early. The doors to the lobby area were open and low and behold, we were not the only ones milling about in high hopes of early shopping.
Sauntered about, drank some free juice, got stared at, perused the catalog and sat bored until 9 am, when the announcement was made. "Welcome to come sit at IKEA restaurant and enjoy breakfast while you wait for the store to open" (please enjoy my accurate Chinglish translation). The rush was on, like cattle up an escalator. But for what you ask? IKEA breakfast? YES! Serving a Chinese breakfast of dumplings, soup, fried doughnuts, rice porridge--a set breakfast all for the low price of 4 kuai (0.59 dollars). I will say it now and say this many times... that is cheap, and the Chinese people know it.
So I say, "Moo." Line me up in the cattle car.
But IKEA is so much more than just breakfast, it is for people watching. Watching the Locals take naps in the beds, under the sheets and blankets. Eying them as they open up their picnic baskets on the dining tables. These are truly living dioramas. To this we say, "Why not?"
But we only go for the fitted sheets (found nowhere else in the whole of China).
Oh hail the feeding lines of IKEA from hence they came; all fatted up on dumplings and rice congee... nothing like cheap food and even cheaper furniture!
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