Two Saturdays ago, with the bone chilling temps, and beautiful blue skies, I wanted to go to Whole Foods Market. I simply wanted to replenish my supply of the ‘healthy’ kind of goods in my pantry. With my husband in tow, we separated as he went to get his haircut while I proceeded straight to Union Square. We agreed, he will join me wherever I was at the time of his call as soon as he was done with his barber.
As I exited the Union Square Subway station, and I was weaving my way out through the staircase, I was really shocked as I was greeted with a massive crowd. At that point, I thought I was going to fall as people were shoving and pushing. Crazy me, I was already thinking that a fall protection system would have come in handy.
What was going on in the area that people were so crazy about? As I alighted out of the station, it was only then that I realized that the Union Square Holiday Market is ongoing. After I checked the directory to see if anything is interesting enough for me, I tried to get myself in. I gave up! I couldn’t take the crowd. There was more pushing and shoving inside. I was not in the mood for that.
And at Whole Foods? With about 10 check out counters (if my memory serves me right) serving their patrons, the line was too long for me to go through. I wound up not getting anything. My eyes just feasted on the different gourmet breads that I would have wanted to buy. For now, my pantry still needs replenishment of the ‘healthier stuff.’ I guess, it will have to wait till after the Holiday. I’m not even going to attempt to go there again. But just to satisfy myself, I actually walked over to Trader’s Joe; yes, it was bliss walking away from the Union Square crowd, but just the same, the crowd in the store was as bad.
I almost went home empty handed. Yes, I wrote almost… because I got myself a lovely pair of boots. The crowd on Fifth Avenue was also bad but, I braved it just because— I just wanted to get that pair. Love it!