so more about the ark. it's really a giant house filled with cats. cats every where. in every corner of the house there was a curled up sleeping kitty. we found them in closets, on bookshelves, having a scuffle on the staff desk. it was an experience. the place is remarkably clean, and they obviously take care of their animals, except that everybody has a cold. what i meant to say in previous post was that sally was not a player. in that she was not interested in playing. atleast with us.
so as i mentioned we spent the whole day shopping and putzing around bangor like idiots searching for target. we found the target, which is exactly behing walmart. it was like christmas, in the "oh my god look at all those cars" way. this was also noted in that we almost ate it by a big suv who's driver had a latte in his hand. i was confused because you don't see idiots driving with coffee in their hands in maine, atleast not in the special starbucks-esq cups. but to our surprise there is a starbucks in the target. it has to be the most northern starbucks in the country. i wonder if there are enough mainers who can identify a tall skinny mochachino, or whatever, to keep them in business. there was nothing we wanted to get at the store so we fought the crowds for nothing. but it was an experience.
however when we went to walmart, it was almost enjoyable because all the people were at target, or the walmart supercenter. they had what i wanted and they were very flexible really. our poor helper guy had to take apart the futon box and stuff each individual piece in to our tiny car, and the manager offered to take it back if it didn't fit. what more could we ask for.