I ventured to the main train station to find the big thrift store. I got there and could not for the life of me find it. Literally...if a man came up to me and said 'find this thrift store or I will take your life', I would simply say, 'if you must'. So I took out my little vodafone telephone and called Liz, because I knew she had gone to the thrift store before. I suddenly found it, after following her precise directions and thought it was the coolest thing ever. There were rows and rows of old clothes, including helmets, roller skates, scarfs, pants, and weird-ass shirts which I could not even tell how they would possibly fit a human. After lots of searching, and trying on sweaters, I decided to buy a pair of
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