A Winter Shopping Trip To The City
Our finances had been cash limited for several months due to the economic downturn but one small loan to a friend unexpectedly returned a windfall profit. With the influx of cash my wife and I decided a short trip might improve our outlook. A short trip became the plan of the day.
For me any travel must have some predefined purpose but for my wife travel is its own reward. I decided the purpose of this excursion was to make my wife happy – always a noble purpose well worth the effort. As is always the case, I let the wife choose the destination (within reason of course) which this time was the downtown area of a nearby large city. She was searching for just the right shade of brown boots to complement some outfit she was putting together.
I already knew my day was going to be filled with following my wife from store to store lugging armloads of bags. Having had years to adapt to this activity I have developed an interest in observing the instinctive behavior as demonstrated by the modern female hunter-gatherer. I have learned to predict most actions but I am still occasionally surprised.
Truth be told, I occasionally enjoy a quick glimpse of a shapely thigh exposed by a short skirt or a flash of cleavage from a low-cut top, too. All in honest appreciation of the female form of course. Dirty old man that I am – I remain attentive to my wife and limit my appreciation of the passing scenery to the accidental glimpse rather than the overt stare.
This was a winter trip so I expected my sightseeing opportunities would be limited. My wife on the other hand expected to be rewarded with a large selection of sale prices in every store she visited. I hoped to visit some music stores to check the prices on a dreadnought acoustic guitar I've been dreaming of but I really did not expect to find one on this trip.
By the end of the day were satisfied with our shopping. My wife found the exact boots she wanted, and at an unbelievable price. She also bought a couple packs of assorted scrapbooking papers. Seemed a strange purchase considering the same thing was probably available at local craft stores back home.
I did actually find a couple of guitars I liked but I could not bring myself to spend more on a shopping trip than my wife. I used the excuse that the cold, damp weather would not be good for the wood on the trip home.
With the money I saved from the guitar non-purchase we were able to splurge on a very nice meal before returning home. A nice meal in a quiet romantic restaurant is also an excellent reason to take a short trip. A friendly and efficient waitress is as much a treat as a glimpse of some nice scenery.
