This morning we went to Ikea to stock up on some household stuff. We took a taxi as there's no subway station close to Ikea. As a Saffer I was pretty excited about going, but quite a lot less excited once I saw how many people there were.
But not nearly as many people as in Carre Four yesterday... I had thought that the French supermarket would be my home away from home - stocked with French cheeses, good coffee and excellent French wine. How wrong was I? To be fair, there was French cheese and wine and I'm sure if I had the stamina I would have found the good coffee, but because it was the day before a week-long public holiday, everybody and their dog were at the shops, buying food. So, it was a little crowded - like going food shopping on the 24th of December at 5pm. And the products were decidedly more Chinese than French. Nothing like Carre Four in France. Nothing. But the prawns were cheep, cheep. And the check-out queques weren't long. Although the Carre won't see me again for a while it wasn't a complete disaster - I found some Fleur de Cap Chardonnay. Nothing like the comforts of home when you get down to it.
Ikea this morning was fun. Full of people but fun. Had breakfast there and then hit the shopping. There were some funny moments in the kitchen department - people were trying to figure out what to do with the potato mashers and the cup flour sieves. Potatoes aren't that popular here and baking isn't exactly the national sport.
Tomorrow we're off to the Temple of Heaven - I think.
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