The wonders of Ikea

I've been to Ikea a few times. By car. I've never tried to bike or take public transportation there. On a quiet Sunday, I knew it was finally time to try to be brave and attempt the trip. I got on the tram near my house, went to Rotterdam Central Station and took the train to Delft. Once in Delft, I waited a bit and took a bus over to Ikea. After browsing and eating a little bit in the Ikea cafe to fuel my journey, I began to fill my cart with the necessary pieces I've been thinking about to finish off my apartment.

My purchases included a few kitchen things, a larger comforter and a duvet so Bob's feet won't stick out when he gets here in a week, throw pillows, extra pillows for bed, a few posters, and new cushions for my inherited Ikea chairs. I cashed out and started to try to situate my packages to get them home. It was only then that I realized that I bought more than I could physically carry. Two bags... but then the two new cushions didn't fit. They wouldn't even fit under an arm, they were too big. I got back in line and bought a little cart, then loaded everything on the best I could. I waited for the bus, working to situate and re-situate the packages... it seemed no matter what I did they were in someone's way or falling over. I made if on the bus. From the bus to the train station, I kept getting caught on bushes, bikes, tight corners, and losing the balance of the car. I muscled my purchases down a set of stairs and up another to get on the right side of the platform for my train. Train to station, station to tram, tram to home... and up yet another set of stairs to get to my apartment. I made it, though! I spent a few hours decorating and putting everything together. The apartment looks great! Definitely worth the hassle and the temporary "bag lady" appearance.