You get there and someone greets you right away. Then you are herded like cattle up an escalator to a world of things you never thought you needed, but feel like you have to buy. It's like the pump something into the air, just like oxygen in a casino. I didn't even know I needed a Pruta, but I own one now!
Everyone told us how you have to eat lunch in the cafeteria. We get up there, are trying to figure out what line to go in (and what they serve besides meatballs) and some woman is screaming about how there is no line. Then another woman is screaming about how there are multiple places to pay. So our cafeteria experience was a little "Screamy". And the meatballs--meh. I've had worse things to eat I guess:
I did start a sock (of which I haven't taken a picture yet, and I will post it tomorrow, along with Downton KAL progress). I used some stash bamboo yarn, left over from my friend Kris' shop, Sonny&Shear.