Next, we headed from Jarntorget to Brunnsgatan to hit up another thrift store. Some second hand shops in Gothenburg are really just ridiculously expensive boutiques in disguise, but this is the closest to a Goodwill or Salvation Army that I've seen here thus far. There was a ridiculous amount of stuff, and while we only got to stay for about a half an hour before the store closed (the shop owner told us in Swedish it was going to close soon, but of course we had no idea what he was saying, so we just smiled and walked away, which caused much misunderstanding and Swedish passive-aggression of staring us down until we got the message), but we're already planning our next trip back.
I came away with some extremely heady finds: ice skates (Joy and I freaked out about being able to go ice skating whenever the urge strikes for like, a solid two hours), Swedish magnetic poetry (so much procrastination potential), a super cute headband, and some gifts for people that I cannot yet reveal. Total cost? 75 kronor. Awesome.
|Wherefore art thou, Romeo?|
|just happy to be able to put together words|