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| - as soon as i saw honest ed's i knew i had to go in. nothing less than a force of nature could have prevented it. looking at it from the outside, i expected a perfect combination of circus and shopping, nothing less.
unfortunately, it was a little less.
but still, not to be missed.
whatever you could need or want, honest ed's got it, somewhere in that giant maze of floors and horrible fluorescent lighting. albeit, it might be stained, broken, or the cheapest possible version - but it's still there. i came away from my first excursion (yes, i went more than once) with socks, candy, postcards and guava paste - all for less than ten american dollars. (i spent all of my time in canada proclaiming "that's only ---- american dollars!" with delight.) it's not exactly filled with treasures (mostly trash), but it'll do, and it'll do cheaply.
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