cassandra_7 | IKEA is a magical place

Well, I know it's going to shock some of you that I made it all the way to 37 without visiting a single IKEA, but I did. Today, Alan and I ventured to IKEA for the first time.

I was very excited, and sang the JOCO song quite loudly until Alan turned the radio on and then up, which was apparently a subtle hint to quit singing the IKEA song. He could have just said.

Anyway, after driving for a rather long time, we arrived at the gianormous store (next to an equally large ASDA).
I was not disappointed.

The first thing that struck me, was 'Ah HA! This is what the shops in PetVille (see facebook) are based on.' - Sad, but true. Then I just marvelled at the displays and the wonderful range of things available for one to buy.

We headed for bookcases (Billy was our target, unsurpisingly) looked a bit, took a leaflet and went and had some meatballs. Meatballs, tasty.
We then sauntered back to the storage section, via the housewares (OMG do they have a beautiful and practial array of glassware!) and mirrors (want full length mirror!) and back to the bookcases, where we opted to get Billy (narrow) rather than the Benno, which was shallower. We also decided, once we were downstairs in the 'hunt down the stuff on Sam's Club like shelves' section, that we wanted to get a Billy full width as well, which meant hunting in earnest (no rhyme or reason down there!)

Getting the stuff in the car proved the trickiest bit, as our car was not QUITE big enough for the items we'd bought, but we managed, and made it home in one piece.

Thus ends the first IKEA adventure. It was like Disney, only with furniture.