Showing posts with label shopping. Show all posts
Showing posts with label shopping. Show all posts

Monday, September 17, 2007

Buy, Buy Beijing

Back in Beijing...

Hong Qiao Pearl Market
Near the Temple of Heaven is a heavenly place for those of us who like to shop. Here you can find the (fake?) Polos, purses, parkas, etc. On the third and fourth floors you can buy pearls at the same place Colin Powell and Bill Clinton shop.

Ikea, Beijing-style
Since our last trip to Shanghai we’ve been wondering what the Ikea in China is like (we saw the sign but didn’t have time for a visit). Now we know. Sunday was not the smartest time to go but we had no choice. As we all know, Ikea prides itself on its “store-flow” setup. It’s a maze you go through to get to the Marketplace section. Well, the arrows here are on the floor, too, but no one pays them any attention. It was so crowded with under-30s that we had to squeeze our way through. A glimpse at the cafe (huge) revealed some concessions to the local food- rice and stew- alongside the mandatory Swedish meatballs. Overall, though, pretty much everything else was the same at the same prices. Now everybody’s house will look the same.

The Bird, Insect, Fish Market
All the different kinds of turtles and fish make up for the fact that there are no birds at the Bird Market. I suspect it’s due to the Avian Flu scare. There are also rodents, rabbits, tarantulas, puppies, and kittens but the market is mostly filled with crickets and cricket paraphernalia. The crickets are sold by their individual weight and each one comes in a little ceramic bowl covered with a tin lid held in place by a rubber band. The surrounding sound of all these caged crickets is wonderful (my opinion) so I can understand why someone would want these little guys. Not only do they sell various little houses for them -ceramic jars, stick cages, little ornate boxes- but they also have itsy-bitsy food and water dishes (I bought some!) and training sticks, a long skewer with some string at the end (like a lion tamer has, only smaller, much smaller).

Sunday, September 16, 2007

The Carpet Factory


All the books gave us the wrong address and the wrong phone number for the Tibetan Carpet Factory but we managed to find it anyway. Supposedly the factory prides itself on its working conditions which when we had a look around wasn’t that bad. Here’s their solar powered tea making apparatus. Of course, we ended up buying a carpet even though they didn’t have the one we really wanted called “Yak, Yak, Yak” which we saw in the Thomas Moser store in Georgetown.

Wednesday, September 5, 2007

Reporting from Korea



First day in Korea
Fourteen hours is an awfully long time to be in a plane; enough time to watch 2 movies and 2 TV shows until the MAM’s (middle age muse’s) eyes got bleary. We finally arrived in Seoul at 3.30 am EST (on time!) - that’s 4.30 pm Korean time. Luckily for us, a government driver was waiting to take us to our hotel.


Second day
We spent a sleepless night waiting till morning and at 9 am decide to walk over to the posh looking department store around the corner. It turns out the Lotte store doesn’t open till 10.30 so we take a walk pass a couple of Starbucks, stop at a Dunkin Donuts for a couple of donuts and get some cash from a bank machine. The old man above collects cardboard; just before I saw him another old man with a similar cart collecting old metal passed by clanking his old rusty shears loudly - I guess to announce his arrival.

We wanted to check out the opening ceremony at the Lotte store. As in Tokyo the doors are manned by female employees wearing cute little summer suits with matching hats and white gloved male employees waiting to open the doors precisely at 10.30. While waiting we noticed the giant sweatshirt on the building across the street. We had to crossover to get a better look. It turned out to be a giant sticker - see the picture above.

At exactly 10.30, the two ladies perform a synchronized march, bow and face the doors (by this time there’s a crowd of mostly women waiting to get in) and the male employees ceremoniously open the doors simultaneously holding back the crowd until all the doors are unlocked. A Mendelssohn march trumpets in the background. The store does not disappoint. After a quick up and down on the escalator we go down to the basement food hall. Wow. Fish and crabs in tanks, pizza being made, sushi, melons, and $100 mushrooms to rival Harrods. Each department has its own cute uniform. So that’s the wow.