Too much time in shopping malls and I get kinda spacey – a weird loopy ‘get me the hell outta here!’ phenomenon. My partner shares my tolerance level so we when we’ve hit our ‘limit’ – no questions asked, it is an immediate exit stage left right out the door of whatever massive shopping complex we find ourselves. We also do NOT step into a mall without a very clear purpose and focus.
So when planning a quick trip to Bangkok, folks I hoped to catch up with BOTH proposed meeting at Bangkok’s Terminal 21 – I started to glaze over even before leaving India! Worse still, there would be a couple of hours – HOURS – gap between meetings. Aaaakh!!
“Shopping is like speed dating”
The thing is, for me shopping is a bit like speed dating – especially for clothes. I’ll know first glance if the store is worth the trouble. Then a whirl of grabbing possibilities, quick pit stop for rapid change and I’ll march to the counter, card or cash clutched in hand. This is made even more extreme in India as some stores make me mortified to find XL too tight and then even more confused when XS from another store fits?!
“A guy could get whiplash shopping with you!”
Years ago in Hong Kong, a friend and I planned to explore Kowloon for a day. While it seemed warm in Wan Chai – the ferry ride alone was a clear sign a light t-shirt was not sufficient! The Christmas decorations should have been a clue to bring along something a bit warmer…. especially as I’ve fully adapted to Indian style shivering at 20’c. As I forgot to bring along my handy shawl, it was a great case of priority shopping for something warmer! So we popped into a factory discount store and minutes later my hapless companion quipped: “A guy could get whiplash shopping with you!” We were definitely incompatible as shopping cohorts and this wasn’t even a mall!
Surviving shopping marathons…
I really do make a terrible mall shopping companion with single-minded pursuits. My closest friend of 30 years is a rare soul who navigates (and survives!) shopping marathons on my Canada visits. Last year’s agenda was the perfect black suit (check!). A year or two earlier was a cocktail dress or two – including the ubiquitous black dress (check!). A few years before – a bathing suit (check!) You get the picture…
Over the years, I’ve become more than a bit jaded by mega malls having experienced West Edmonton Mall back when it was the world’s largest mall, Mall of America during a lay-over in Minneapolis, downtown Manila is practically one giant mall, Hong Kong, Shanghai, Beijing, Dubai… they all blur… Meandering without purpose for several hours in these massive structures with the same or similar types of stores is NOT my idea of fun. Even if it is playfully aping at being an airport – especially after having just being in both Bombay & Bangkok airports.
After getting up early to catch my flight, landing to dash to the airport link, two sky trains, cab, quick check-in at the hotel, jog to the MRT, another transfer and somehow managing to make my 1st meeting only 10 minutes late…. What did your intrepid traveller do to while away the hours til the next meeting?? Hide out in a movie theatre cowering away from all those scary stores!!
Anyone else find too much time in mega malls a frightful proposition??