2.2.2008

Tried to hit some flea markets today, that didn't work. They guy didn't actually know were we were going. I heard they were lame anyways. I went off shopping on my own. Got some scarves, mom you'll love the one I got you. I hit the quilt shop mom found but the fabric didn't really seem like anything special, plus I couldn't read how the pricing worked. I got a silver ring, it wasn't the one I went back for, they didn't have my size. I also bought two pairs of shoes. One nice pair of turquoise pumps which are AMAZING, it's about time. And then I got a cheap- cheap and then 50% off- pair of ankle boots. Good shopping day all n all.

Near the quilt shop (same street actually but a few blocks over) is the bookstore Shakespeare and Co. Ok so I hadn't even heard of it until a few days ago but apparently that is were the expatriates hung out. Anyways I was wandering by and noticed a book outside in the used book that I wanted to read. Moral of the story, I bought a book at a famous book store.