We all need a break from reality on occasion. That’s why people go on vacations, or even staycations when funds are short, or they don’t feel like traveling much. But this guy decided to take staycations to a whole new level.
Blogger Harvey Champine agreed that for his staycation, he was going to live in an IKEA store for two days. Who knows what prompted this decision, but if you ask me, it sounds pretty great. They have large bathrooms with state of the art hand dryers, fantastic cinnamon rolls, ice cream, and meatballs, and the best part is that they have tons of furniture to make yourself right at home.
They even have the apartments built inside, showing you what you can do with a small amount of space. Sounds like a perfect place for a staycation. If I were you, I probably wouldn’t try this though. They may be on the lookout now that this story has come out.
After eating a ton of cheap hot dogs, Harvey had gotten a little tired and decided to take a nap on one of the lofted beds. He explained: ‘A hot dog fog clouded my thought process. Drunk on cheap meat, I scurried up into a lofted bed intended for small children.’ And this is where it gets a bit weird. Unlike most people, who’d call for help, or at least leave first thing the next morning, Harvey decided to turn his overnighter into a proper break.
“In my haze, I’d mixed up the AM/PM on my alarm. IKEA had been closed for four hours when I awoke to find myself locked within a completely dark and deserted window-less store full of confusing Swedish script. If motion sensors existed, I’d be caught and have to explain what I’d done and why now this lofted mattress pad reeked of hot-dog sweat. I wouldn’t leave this bed. This was my camp now. This had become my adventure.”
When the store opened the next morning. His adventure did not stop there.
Harvey then spent the next day surviving on an unpalatable sounding diet of other people’s leftover meatballs and fortified wine from a nearby service station. “The day began with breakfast in the café. Money is obsolete when you’re fine with just interrupting and straight up asking people for their leftover meatballs. From there, I took a nap under a pile of rugs, the lingonberry sauce, and my dingleberry sauce coalescing together into a series of silent-but-dank farts that deterred any investigators.”
He finished up the story by saying he would give this IKEA a rating of 5 stars on TripAdvisor. It sounds like he made the most out of his two-day staycation. What are your thoughts?