Canadians love to supersize their stuff. Big cars, big houses, big burgers, big malls. And, of course, huge supermarkets. They are so big, that they don’t fit into the cities. As a carless tourist, finding a grocery store in the cities is a real challange. Most Canadians seem to prefer to take their car to the monster size shopping areas and malls outside the city.
One of these super large supermarkets is Cosco. Their thing is to sell stuff in bulk – buy alot and you get it cheaper. So here, even the raisin packages contain two kilograms. I went there with Lori, to help her carry the butter and the cereal.
The place doesn’t really create a nice atmosphere to shop in. It’s more: Buy and leave.
They had a book table though. And you know me, I can’t help looking when it comes to books. They had a box with all the this far published books in “A Song of Fire and Ice” (the books that the TV show Game of Thrones is based on). I had to use all my restraint to not buy it. I have no space for five extra books in my backpack. I still have to get to Phoenix before I can go back home.
But I found something else too. A Swedish crime novel. And of all the crappy crime novelists in the world, the one writer that they sell att Cosco in Nanaimo is Camilla Läckberg. The woman can’t even write! Her use if the Swedish language is so full of clischés that reading it made me litterally sick. I’ve only read one of her books. But then, maybe I shouldn’t express my opinion in the matter. I don’t generally like crime novels. I don’t get the excitement of the crime storyline. It just annoys me.
But Cosco was fun. Even though I prefer to do my own grocery shopping at smaller, cosier stores with slightly dimmer lights.
Katja Malmborg 