The day after we
arrived (after spending a night on our hardwood floors), our mission was to buy
some furniture…at least a bed. We had
done some planning while in Ames so that our trip to Ottawa’s IKEA would go as
quickly and smoothly (and inexpensive) as possible. So, we set out for IKEA a little after 10am.
It was pretty easy to see from the road |
Furniture shopping was
great – we had a ton of fun testing sofa beds and futons and dining chairs and
desks, and we even picked up a few decorative things to make our place seem a
little more like home. We shopped for
the deal, and 7 hours later we had gathered our entire list in the warehouse
and were ready to pay.
The food was awesome and cheap -- all this for $4.00! |
Looking at our cart, we
had the realization that my car wasn’t big enough for most of the boxes. This must be a common situation in IKEA, as
they had posters everywhere outlining their delivery packages. Upon a closer look at one of the posters, though,
we discovered that they also rent vans for 1/3 of the price of a delivery. Chad got the details, and it turns out that
the low price was a by-the-hour rate; so we set out to rush our new furniture
(packed in flat boxes) home, fill the van with gas, and return in under an
hour. We stuffed what we could into my
car, left it at IKEA, and took off in the van.
It was a whirlwind
beginning with rush hour traffic backing up the highway. We creeped along, and finally made it to our
exit. Most of the boxes were too heavy
for me to carry, so I held doors and helped as Chad did the too-heavy-for-Erin’s-tiny-muscles
lifting. We threw everything inside the
door of our little unit and took off for a gas station right across the street
from IKEA to fill up before returning the van.
We pulled into the gas
station with just enough time to quickly top off and rush back to the van
rental desk. Suddenly, though, Chad
stops and stares at the gas cap, looks at the pump, and turns back to the cap. He finally leans into the window and says, “It
only takes E-85, and they don’t sell it.”
Confused and rushed, we weren’t sure what to do. So Chad quickly grabs a receipt off of the
top of the trash, closes the gas flap, and we head back to the store.
After arriving just in
time, we wait at the rental desk for almost 10 minutes. The customer service lady calls us up, counts
us as “on time” and asks for the receipt (which was for $30 in gas – over 4
times what we used for the trip). Not
fazed by the strangely impossible amount of gas purchased by this receipt, she
fills out her paperwork. Finally she
says, “I’m just going to run down and check out the van to make sure everything
is in order.” Oops. We didn’t put any gas in it…
After a few (kind of
stressful) minutes, she returns. Everything
looked good, and we were cleared to go, paying the lowest price possible for
our van rental.
Relieved, we ate dinner
at a steakhouse in the parking lot (called “Montana’s”), hopped in my car, and
headed home around 9pm.
Our trip was really
fun, almost exactly as expensive as I calculated it would be, and successful. We spent the rest of the night and the next
morning constructing our furniture and arranging our little home, and we still
love our finds. That day, we got:
· A coffee table that we use as a TV stand/entertainment center
· A table top (I brought the legs from home) and matching chairs for the dining area
· Two vases that Chad fell in love with in the store that look awesome on our table
· A desk that came with a free bookshelf
· A set of two squiggly mirrors
· A table lamp
And they're all awesome!
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