Over a year ago, I took a bus. This bus led me to my local IKEA for the very first time. Since then, the Swedish furniture store and I have developed a symbiotic relationship, and I need my trimestrial pilgrimage to the Mecca of order and Scandinavia.
The trip to IKEA Brunnthal is long: you go through empty fields, cemeteries, quaint little towns, and finally, the bus drops you elegantly at the very foot or your favourite huge, yellow, four letters. Long, but practical. How German.
Brunnthal does have epic, monumental proportions. Two giant mechanical stairs greet you, being your only way in or out of the 3-storey-high monster.
The second floor is familiar and cosy: you find your fake homes and kitchens, all lined in an unforgiving row. But of course, you want to know about the restaurant. It's huge!! HUGE. And it even gets filled to maximum capacity on week-ends! Absolute madness. What is interesting are the food variations: here, they win at life, because they have waffles with berry jam (Rote Grütze) and english cream. They are also cruel: 2 dessert counters, each offering different assortments. But now you feel guilty, and conveniently find the salad bar! I don't know why, but I went for a salmon filet, it was lovely, but turned out really expensive: I certainly am not prepared to spend more than 10 euros for an IKEA meal. It's okay IKEA, you know I forgive you.
There are other little differences to be found in the pre-assembled rooms. For exemple, the eco-grade of all appliances is clearly legible! You will also find a myriad of recycling containers, but most important: the cutest, tiniest of washing machines! It doesn't just wash, it dries as well! But only one jean at a time! I could have cuddled one.
Speaking of cuddles, the Germans seem to be baby-crazy and I thought appartments and living rooms were often (as compared to Canada) customized to accomodate Junior. Changing tables pop up everywhere, or mini mirrors flank the main sink in bathrooms.. This store also organizes family events all year long (i.e: Christmas buffet).
When shopping fatigue hits, head out downstairs, to find the Swedish supermarket. Once again: HUGE. They have caviar here! And Swedish cheese, to be put on Swedish crispy bread which is sold by the pound in huge spheres. They also have machines for your soft ice cream and smoothies, which are very confeniently placed throughout the store. Brilliant, now I'll have to be back. read more
