Almost there!

This week between Christmas and New Year's is like one long held breath.  You could black out waiting for the old calendar to flip over.  Not much happening here.  The streets feel empty (the buses actually get to their destinations speedily); perhaps everyone's gone to Spain for one final check on their foreclosed vacation homes.  We took the plunge on Boxing Day and went to the mall.  Won't do it again!  Navigating through Westfield's was like a salmon trying to swim upstream and over the Hoover Dam!  And the shop we hit for the 50% off sale looked like Filene's Basement after a bomb exploded in the bins!  The fitting rooms were shut for the day, so it was just shoes and tops for us.  As if it weren't hard enough figuring out my UK shoe size, the shoes are also sized in European ones, which are completely different (like from 36 to 42) and they were literally scattered all over.  We make the mistake of arriving late afternoon after the locusts had fed.  Apparently it was one of the biggest sale days ever. Maybe everyone was just waiting for the after Christmas sales, or Santa delivered a new unmaxed credit card.