Yes, I enjoyed the roadtrip and the visit to the FC’s and the fun and football games, but a very real part of me enjoyed the homeward bound trip to Target just as much as anything else. Allow me to expound…

In NYC there are a great many things that you can get at any time of day that you can’t get anywhere else. Chinese food 24 hours a day? Check. 3 different stores specializing in cupcakes within a 6 block radius? Check.

 

In NYC you can do a great many things that you can’t do anywhere else. Yankee game? Check. Broadway musicals? Check.

   

However, in NYC you cannot go to a Target or a Wal-Mart because there isn’t one. That’s right. No cheap bargain shopping for us New Yorkers. You can trek it up to the Bronx for a Target or over to Brooklyn, but you are still left with the very real issue of transport back to your house in Manhattan. Sadly, you can never buy all the things you want to because of the fear of having to tote it all back on the Subway and back onto the island.

When I lived in north Oklahoma City, I lived right next to a Super Target. Ah, Super Target. I got all of my socks there in the $1 bin. All of them. I got all of my make-up and cleaning products and most of my groceries there as well. And it all cost me ever so much less than those items do now. How I miss you, Super Target.

Fast forward to my life in NYC and I find myself paying so much more for eyeliner and trash bags and socks. I know it’s a trade-off and there are many great things I get here, but there’s a place in my heart (that’s right, my heart) that yearns for Target.

And so, as we were planning our road trip, we made a plan to go to a Target on our way home. I don’t want you to think this was a spur of the moment plan. We made it a part of our trip to go to Target. So, on our way back from Montreal, we stopped and enjoyed. New $1 socks? Check. Sponges and trash bags for less than in the city? Check. Cheap eyeliner? Check. And, I even got a new quilt with 4 pillow shams for a low low $34. That’s a bed linen bargain!

 (note: not my actual new quilt but a close version)

So, the lesson my friends is that the next time you are in a Target or Wal-Mart and thinking how much you hate it and the crowds and the parking lot mess, just know that the .99 cent item you just put into your cart probably cost me $2.99 here in Manhattan and take a minute to revel in your savings!