This is the Ikea at Tottenham. We walked here from Finsbury Park. It seemed like a good idea at the time. I took this photo as we made our approach, mostly out of relief.
That said, spending two hours in an Ikea after you've spent a similar amount of time walking there is a whole other feat of endurance. It turns out that Ikea on a Sunday afternoon as a hive of humanity no matter where you are on Earth. Come the end of our jaunt, we had a number of ideas for furniture and storage solutions, but mostly just wanted to be somewhere silent for a long, long time.
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I am impressed your relationship survived. I maintain that Ikea ruins relationships and lives. Bleurgh.
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