When one finds one self in a Spanish speaking country bordering a French and Kreyol speaking country on a rainy day, what does one do to add a little pizazz to their life?
I'll tell you what one does.
It's really quite simple actually.
One travels to a gargantuan furniture store born in Agunnaryd, Sweden thanks to the courage of one Ingvar Kamprad. That's what one does. Of course.
Because: like they say, "at IKEA our vision is to create a better everyday life for the many people."
And who doesn't want a better everyday life for themselves and the many people?
I mean really. Who?
So that's what we did. We drove into Santo Domingo in search of a better everyday life with Paige and Hope. (Everyone else stayed back at the house to have their regular everyday lives.) We walked aimlessly around the giant Swedish furniture store with our glazed eyes and racing hearts. The escalators alone were enough to intimidate fools of our variety.
About 60 minutes into the adventure we agreed that our lives weren't so much feeling "better" as they were feeling sort of odd and random. Instead we were overwhelmed by the vastness of the store and the complexity of the choices and our inability to read Spanish signs. The singular item I wanted to look at was bedding for Hope's bed. It took all of our energy and brain power combined to locate that section and quickly determine they didn't have what we had in mind.
In addition to visiting the biggest and most overwhelming Swedish furniture store in the history of the universe, we also visited a more comfortable, predictable, small, and familiar store. Payless sells poorly made hoochie platform shoes world-wide people!
On our trip toward home, during a self-congratulatory moment Troy said, "So far so bueno". As not to leave him hanging out there congratulating himself all by his lonesome, I said "good job getting us here honey!" ("You are a courageous warrior!!!" was implied.) Approximately fourteen seconds later I heard him say in a voice of urgency, "you better pray". I looked up from what I was reading to see a friendly Dominican officer approaching the driver window.
As it turns out our poorly thought out escapades didn't cease upon our arrival to the D.R.
Stupidity runs deep in these here parts.
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I'll tell you what one does.
It's really quite simple actually.
One travels to a gargantuan furniture store born in Agunnaryd, Sweden thanks to the courage of one Ingvar Kamprad. That's what one does. Of course.
Because: like they say, "at IKEA our vision is to create a better everyday life for the many people."
And who doesn't want a better everyday life for themselves and the many people?
I mean really. Who?
So that's what we did. We drove into Santo Domingo in search of a better everyday life with Paige and Hope. (Everyone else stayed back at the house to have their regular everyday lives.) We walked aimlessly around the giant Swedish furniture store with our glazed eyes and racing hearts. The escalators alone were enough to intimidate fools of our variety.
About 60 minutes into the adventure we agreed that our lives weren't so much feeling "better" as they were feeling sort of odd and random. Instead we were overwhelmed by the vastness of the store and the complexity of the choices and our inability to read Spanish signs. The singular item I wanted to look at was bedding for Hope's bed. It took all of our energy and brain power combined to locate that section and quickly determine they didn't have what we had in mind.
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On our trip toward home, during a self-congratulatory moment Troy said, "So far so bueno". As not to leave him hanging out there congratulating himself all by his lonesome, I said "good job getting us here honey!" ("You are a courageous warrior!!!" was implied.) Approximately fourteen seconds later I heard him say in a voice of urgency, "you better pray". I looked up from what I was reading to see a friendly Dominican officer approaching the driver window.
As it turns out our poorly thought out escapades didn't cease upon our arrival to the D.R.
Stupidity runs deep in these here parts.
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