It’s been a number of years since
Roland had purchased a suit. An
embarrassing number of years. We used to
go to the Big and Tall or the Men’s Wearhouse to get a proper fitting. Douglas County doesn’t have the same variety
of clothing stores (or any store for that matter) as is offered in the larger
cities.
Roland had seen an ad for Shaquil
O’Neal wear at JC Penny.
We
had gone to the JC Penny in Roseburg.
Though there was a small selection of suits he could try on, the
formation around the shoulders gave one that he had been propped into his suit
as a scarecrow hanging from a pole. We
needed something else.
The clerk had told Roland that Eugene
would have a much larger selection. Thus
on Saturday we took the time to make the drive to Eugene. We drove through fog practically the entire
way there. It feels weird having such a limited view of where we are going –
having faith that the road will take us to our destination though it feels like
we are driving through the unknown.
rest stop mile marker 179 |
As we approached Eugene, the fog had
cleared and we could see more scenery again.
I had considered taking my kindle as I
really don’t like shopping and it would help pass the time as Roland tried on
suits, but I knew I was getting low on battery and did not want to gamble on
taking it there and having the battery need charger after only two minutes or
so.
When Roland told me to hold his phone,
I downloaded a game to pass the time. I
don’t know that the variety of suits was any larger at the Eugene store – not
in his size. He is limited. We did end up with a suit coat and pair of
pants and ordered another pair of pants and a vest. Plus he got two more white shirts.
We went to Red Lobster for lunch. The lobster pizza is fantastic, but I don’t
recommend the lobster mashed potatoes. I
didn’t care for the sauce. I really did
enjoy the pizza.
Afterword we went walked over to the
Men’s Wearhouse as Roland wanted a raincoat that would fit over his suit. Nada. Well, they did have a wool coat. Wool coat in rain. Smart.
440 dollars. No thank you.
We passed a site called “Good Feet”. Roland has flat feet and has been
hurting. We were there for maybe 20
minutes as he answered questions and walked in their shoes as opposed to his
own shoes. We did not make a purchase.
We drove to Springfield so that we
could pick up some cables and transmitters at Best Buy and then we started
home. What a long and expensive day!
on the return to Myrtle Creek |
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