So we're finally settled in here in paradise - time to rent that lounge and umbrella on the beach and chill, right? Why else would one choose an out-of-the-way island that's mostly nature preserve, right?
Wrong - go shopping! There must be all sorts of quaint shell and driftwood-filled places just waiting to gouge the gullible tourist. Never mind that after coming here for 10 years, one pretty much knows the precise inventory of each shop.
There just seems to be this female imperative to shop. If the island shops are exhausted, there's always Macy's or TJ Maxx on the mainland! No doubt they're vastly different than the ones back home!
The water here in the Gulf is 84˚ - like I'm going shopping.
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