We have only been in the U.S. for a few days so far, and this really isn’t a leisure trip per se. Right now we are some 40% through a LONG road trip on the East coast to see perhaps 10 colleges and universities in 6 days, so that the Teen gets an idea of some of the possible options out there when she hopefully applies to college in a couple of years. We have visited several schools thus far and after driving from New Hampshire to Massachusetts to Rhode Island to Connecticut, listening to college admissions officers and excessively cheery tour guides, and it was definitely time for a scheduled break. Of course that meant a detour to Woodbury Commons, an outlet shopping mall in Central Valley, New York.
The mall seems to have gone downhill in the past year or two, at least from the perspective of bargain finds. With no Williams Sonoma outlet store, my fondness for the place is quickly waning. But I did find a few doodads at Crate & Barrel for use in the new restaurants back home. But try finding 220V blenders in the U.S., that’s not easy. At any rate, the simple point of this post is to update regulars about our brief stop, and otherwise outrageously silly mental breakdown in the parking lot of yet another one-night stay hotel near Woodbury Commons. It has always been the Teen’s dream to spend one night here, so she can shop in relative leisure, so this is her summer treat. But last night, after 4 nights in different hotels, we opened up the trunk of our rented SUV and I realized we were just packed to the gills with 6 humongous suitcases/duffel bags, and assorted other stuff. It was like a scene from a silly movie spoofing Pinoys at bargain outlet malls. And we didn’t buy much at the mall yesterday evening… This is luggage being transported from New England to relatives in New York, along with pasalubongs, etc. but we still have another couple hundred miles of travel to see another half dozen schools before we get to our final destination. Many of you may not see the point, but for those of you who get this visual (the Filipino version of Woody Allen movie scene), let’s just say all three of us were laughing out loud and opening up suitcases to find undergarments, toiletries, socks, etc. in the parking lot, so we didn’t have to bring all our suitcases into the hotel. It is absurd moments like these that will be imprinted in our memory banks. Not the number of extracurricular clubs or size of the dorm rooms or the near perfect SAT’s needed to gain admission to some spectacularly hard to get into college. :)
Things are wicked crazy on this trip, so forgive me for another week of slow posts. I promise to send confirmation emails to eyeball participants within the next day or so. There are no surprises, folks who left comments before I cut off reservations are all on the list. If you happen to be at Woodbury Commons today and see three pinoys with mismatched socks and looking a bit haggard, that may be us. :)