If I didn't know any better I would think I am bipolar or permanently PMSing this month. The only good thing about being an emotional rollercoaster is that as quickly as I can turn into a sobbing mess, little things can swing the pendulem into the sunnier side. Everyone has a weakness and since I could never afford a pair of Louboutins, I have to settle for a cheaper mood change. It used to therapy curteosy of Victoria Secret but they put an end to those credit card swiping days so a little browsing and candy will have to be enough these days.
Rebecca and I started the day on a job mission, sadly I was unprepared. Who knew you need copies of your resume to apply to bars. After a couple of no vacancies and some dizzling of rain, we moved on to shopping. Well Rebecca shopped and I held back from pulling out my shiny cards. We leave for Egypt in 3 weeks, a trip that requires some shopping. We stumbled into my heaven...Stanfords...a travelers Mecca. Maps, atlas', travel novels, journals, backpacker gear, travel books, historical maps....anything and everything you could ever need to safari in Kenya or hike in the Highlands. We debated sleeping bags for our camping along the Nile, disolving body wash, pop up maps, and guidebooks for our trips while imagining our next adventures. An hour flew by before we had to pry ourselves out of the store. I had added Stanfords to my list of employer hopefuls and promised to return when I could spend a day planning my next adventure. And because Rebecca is badass, she surprised me with a belated birthday present, a gift certificate to my heaven.
If my travelers dream wasn't enough, we wondered around Convent Garden and discovered a special candy shop. An international candy shop, the perfect fix for homesick Americans. The shop is filled with candy from around the world, mostly America....things that are almost impossible to find. Pop Tarts, Jelly Bellys, Reeses, Lucky Charms, Vanilla Coke, Pop Rocks, War heads, Blow Pops, Cow Tales....basically a pool snack stand, penny candy included! Of course it doesn't come cheap to import your childhood goodies, 7 quid for a large bag of M&Ms or box of Lucky Charms but sometimes its worth it. I didn't drop 5 pounds on a box of pop tarts but I was tempted. I walked out cheaply considering. 8 pounds later I was sipping a Vanilla Coke debating which treats I would eat first.
It's the little things....maybe a piece of American candy a day will keep the depression at bay....
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
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