What is there to do in New Haven? This was the question that A was suppose to find the answer to prior to our traveling bonanza that would take us through three cities in three different states in one week. This was the question that A was suppose to find an answer to while lounging around in her thermals in the hotel room in Cleveland and Boston. This was the question that A was suppose to find an answer to before we stepped off the Amtrak in New Haven. Default answer: Ikea. Good enough for me.
Ikea at New Haven turned out to be quite the same as Ikea at home granted that getting to Ikea at home typically entails driving down a crowded 405 freeway rather than walking in the frigid cold (thank you wind chill) on an ice-covered sidewalk. Nevertheless, the same large blue building greeted us and as I stepped through the glass entrance sliding doors, a familiar sense of being home rushed over me. Välkommen!
Although there was nothing unique about this Ikea compared to the ones in California, it provided A and me with a good hour and half of imagining what furniture would look nice in our future homes as we meandered through the showrooms. The other displays (frames, especially) also gave us good decorating ideas. Ikea is so creative! I love it! This excursion, though, proved to be a bit difficult as A reminded me that we did not have enough luggage space to buy anything. After I came to terms with this fact, we meandered some more before venturing back outside into the cold to make our way back to our hotel.
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