My longest Window shopping session at Ingvar Kamprad Elmtaryd Agunnaryd

I have been off-colour since the last few days.
Lost 226,229.70 Japanese Yen to a guy who was smarter than me and was figuring out how to earn it back. I will save that story for some other day.
I woke unusually early at 5.20 am and switched on IBM T43. Reason: to follow what was cooking at the WACA. It looked good. jumbo has just trapped Symonds plumb in the front. IT was dubious but who cares..we had enough in Sydney.
I finished my breakfast at the Lewinsky's and headed straight back to my room. To check the scores again. I checked the scores once again. Wickets were tumbling but runs were coming too.
Jumbo's daring move to bring Sehwag on was the turning point of the match. Once again Gilly proved is vulnerable against spin bowling getting bowled around the leg stump.

I had a Red bus to catch at 9.42 am. Destination IKEA, Barkaby. I was all excited.
I stepped out of the hotel and was greeted by the irritating Stockholm drizzle. To add to my woes, it was aided by gusty winds. Later in the day I read that forecast for the day was 100 km/hr winds. I thought it was a Cyclone. Or was it a typhoon. I don't know what they call it hear.
The bus bearing number 567 came 40 seconds earlier than the scheduled time. I was supposed to reach the destination Flottiljområdet at 10.05 am. On the way, the bus stopped at about 10 places. The Lady-Bus driver (who also happens to be in one of the highest-paid profession in Sweden) does not bother stopping at all the stops. Reason: Nobody to get-in and nobody presses the stop button to get down.
All roads lead to IKEA here.
I got off the bus and landed straight on a puddle of water. My Levis got dirty. My next step was on another puddle. There were hundreds of them. And then I looked up. There were flags all around. Colourful. High-flying aided by the gusty weather. IKEA embossed on all flags.
It took me 5 minutes to cross the IKEA parking lot. I could have been faster, had it not rained.
I got in at around 10.13 am.
I always believed that Stockholm though the most populous city in Sweden had hardly any people. I was wrong.
All Stockholmers on a Saturday can either be seen at their respective homes or at an IKEA.
The sight was a reminiscence of the typical Bengaluru Mahanagara Palike office at 1100 hrs Monday morning.
Walking in an IKEA store without a parental supervision can be an arduous task for kids. It was a Nygma's maze. Easy for kids to get lost. Maybe they should learn from the Danish LEGO WORLD guys- to put a RFID tag on every visitors wrist. Only after couple of hours I realised that there was a large playhouse within the IKEA campus, where the parents can drop their kids off and peacefully move around to shop.
I took a IKEA pencil and a piece of paper. Reason?: To note the prices of the essentials so that I can come back later well-prepared. I gave up after an hour. It was tiring. It was like getting into Kids Kemp at Du Parc Trinity and coming out of Bombay Store.. with some 50 shops in between them. Easily said that they are all on M G Road.
IKEA had it all and at prices everybody could afford.

I came out at around 2 pm and headed to a Pizza Hut. Ordered a buffet for 109 bucks.
In came Salads, Pizzas and Coke. I emptied 1(one only) Heinz Ketchup bottle onto my pizza(s).
I wanted to crash, so headed back to the bus stop. I was too tired to visit other giant shops around like the INTER SPORT, NIKE FACTORY OUTLET, STADIUM, ECCO, LEVIS, etc, etc, etc.
I reached my room 1155 at 3.30 pm.
Venky had called me in the meantime to give me the happiest news in the last 8 days: India bead Australia at the WACA.