I’m home at last and pleased to say that everything on the home front was OK when I arrived, the last leg of the journey (the bit that included Wazza) was pretty typical of our normal visits, lots of laughter and a few stuff-ups.
I had visited IKEA a couple of times with Vicki while in SA and as seems to be normal had quite enjoyed the experience, there has been an IKEA store in outer Brisbane for many years but they have moved to a bigger and better store now, I had become enamored of the idea of replacing the wardrobe in my bedroom (not a built in one).
So I set of on Friday to inspect the range (while Warren was at work) the address was Logan Central on the Pacific Highway, in this area the highway and Motorway M1 intersect a few times and previous experience had taught me that I would almost certainly have trouble finding it, no worries say I, my GPS will guide me there!!!
And it well might have done too…. Except for the fact of about 6 months of non-use saw it with a flat battery and unable to locate a satellite…. So I was left to my own sense of direction…. Regular readers will recall that this is an unerring guide to failure!!!!
After about two hours of battling the traffic, all the while becoming less and less inclined to shopping at IKEA, I gave up in disgust and went to do some other shopping for the afternoon.
When I got back to Warren’s he was highly amused by my tale of frustration and offered to take me there next day as his brother lives nearby and he knew the area, this seemed a suitable arrangement so we set forth next afternoon and proceeded to retrace all the errors that I had made the previous day, I must admit that I was highly delighted by this as it seemed to offer a glimmer of hope for my sanity.
Eventually we did find the store, which is HUGE and parked in the carpark which is even HUGER, we found the right department and even managed to find just the wardrobe I had in mind but as we were in Wazza’s small car we couldn’t pick it up, it, and most things that IKEA sell is in a flat pack which we determined would fit in my Subaru wagon.
So back we went next day… yes we did find it OK this time… and bought the wardrobe and a matching set of drawers, there was some slight confusion about where we would pick up our purchases, we had to pick up the drawers en-route to the check out, so we collected an industrial sized trolley (with the inevitable bad steering!!) located aisle 21 and location 29 loaded our two flat packs on and headed for the checkout, from there we were sent to the customer reception desk.
I expected a delay while they sent someone of to collect the wardrobe flat packs, but was pleasantly surprised to find they were there waiting for us on yet another trolley, we were then directed into a huge elevator which took us and the two trolleys down to the carpark.
Those who have been paying attention will recall that I described this carpark as bigger than HUGE and guess what…. We were on the opposite side of it to where we came in with two uncooperative trolleys to guide while we searched for a familiar landmark!!!!
It didn’t take long for this to become a bother so I told Warren to stand guard over the flat packs while I searched for the car, a security guy told us that there were three colour coded carparks and all we had to do was pick the right colour and aisle letter, Warren thought he remembered seeing yellow letters and as I didn’t have a clue I started with the yellow area…. Needless to say the car wasn’t there so I headed for the blue area, located the correct aisle (fittingly “F” aisle) and at last found the car, I even found Warren and the trolleys again… after only three wrong turns.
Next came the loading up of the flat packs, we knew that with the passenger seat in its useable position we would not be able to close the rear door so we had brought some stretch straps to hold the door down while we drove the few miles back to Warren’s. once there the plan was to push the passenger seat forward and incline the back rest so we had sufficient space to close the door.
Fate had not quite finished with us yet, we had put the longest pack second from the top and the door wouldn’t close!!!! We needed another inch!!!! So out came the top two packs and we swapped the longest one to the top position which gave us just enough space to allow the door to close.
These flat packs by the way all weigh in at the same weight as I would expect a small car to weigh so throwing them around was good fun…. They are still in the car BTW until I recover from my strained back and take them out.
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I didn't think about photos until after it got dark but they came out OK anyway.