I Hate Shopping

Day 6 - Ikea
We haven't seen Begoña for two days. The last time was somewhere in housewares. She was looking at cheap plastic bowls when Jason and I became distracted by a blue light.

"This would look great in my room," Jason had said as we turned away from Begoña and moved towards the smooth lines of this futuristic looking reading lamp. It was a mistake, and we haven't seen Begoña since.

We're now starving and I fear for me son's life. Three days earlier, we found the cafeteria and were able to stuff ourselves with Swedish meatballs and roasted baby potatos. Unfortunately, we didn't stock up enough for the rest of the journey. I pulled the last meatball from my pocket this morning and gave it to Jason. He'll need his energy if we're ever to find our way out of here. We're now dehydrated, starving, and tired. I'm not sure we'll make it.

Somewhere around the couches, we came across the remains of another family. The skeletons reminded us of our pending fate if we don't find a way out of here soon. We prayed.

We've finally made it into the warehouse. I made us a camp for the night.

In the morning, we'll continue our journey towards to check-out stands. If we can make it that far, we'll make camp for another night and make our push towards the exit in the morning. I only hope we find some food and water along the way.

We still haven't found Begoña. She's probably been trapped by the 50% off sale items and their low everyday prices. Yeah...you pay way less here than at other furniture stores. But, then there's the insanity of putting it together later with instructions written in Swedish. Oh, we'll pay in the end!

Signing off for the day. Need to rest up for the remaining journey.