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Being A Tourist In Costco

06 Jan

Yesterday, for what was the second time in my life, I went to Costco. Mike and I were recently gifted with a membership card from a good friend of ours and we decided to venture in and get the lay of the land.

It’s worth mentioning that neither of us wanted to go to Costco on a Saturday afternoon. But I’d been putting off my inaugural visit since receiving the card, which was about 2-3 weeks ago, basically because I’ve allowed Costco to frighten me. I needed Mike to go with me the first time in with a membership card – and with his work schedule that meant we had to go on a weekend day, when everyone and their dog would be there.

We were like strangers in a strange land, upon entering the doors of our local Costco. Here was a place that pretty much everyone we know goes on a regular basis and we were like greenhorn country folk entering a big city for the first time, eyes wide and heart racing.

Soon after we landed inside the store, Mike made a really helpful observation. He said: We’re like tourists! His statement changed my whole perspective. I love being a tourist in a new town. Being a tourist means that I’m open, receptive, interested in, and curious about my surroundings. So I got my tourist on and it changed everything.

As we strolled leisurely up and down the aisles hand-in-hand, we noticed how easy it was to get pulled into wanting to buy things we didn’t really need. We found great entertainment in discovering what items were placed in the same aisle – our favorite being the aisle displaying toilets directly situated across from boxes and bottles of Cabernet. And we felt a wave of relief and satisfaction that we were able to leave the store, after roaming around for an hour, empty handed.

Now that we made the inaugural plunge, I’ll go back solo at some point and purchase a few things. And I’ll practice to keep my tourist energy alive when I do, as that proved to be a really helpful support in doing something I super didn’t want to do.

I’ve said it many times before and I’ll keep saying it: everything takes practice.

Here are some additional pics Mike took of me being a tourist in Costco:

Dude, Costco is huge. Good thing they had this lounge area set up.

 

I found the ultimate tiny house!

 

Classic Nicole hamming it up on camera.

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4 Comments

Posted by on January 6, 2019 in Everyday Practice, Fun

 

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4 responses to “Being A Tourist In Costco

  1. Kenley Neufeld

    January 6, 2019 at 11:35 am

    Enjoy your year-long tourist visa. You will quickly surpass my three lifetime visit to said store.

     
    • goingoutwordsandinwords

      January 6, 2019 at 12:40 pm

      We’ll see how it goes! I reckon I won’t be in there often but we’ll see. Maybe I’ll super love it and be in there all the time! :) Our house IS only 550-square feet though and therefor storage space is limited (thankfully), so there’s that.

       
  2. ViewPacific

    January 7, 2019 at 8:14 pm

    Excellent! Thanks for the travel diary. 😜 I’ve been playing tourist for years and it’s great fun! Well, that is, when I remember to look with fresh eyes. Several years ago I came across a book named something like “How Travel Can Change Your Life.” Written by a psychologist who noticed how many of his patients returned from holidays recharged and sharing experiences contrasting with their everyday humdrum, he looked into it further. Some came from that same “tourist” outlook (aka mindfulness) as people got out of their habit minds.
    You may find it odd that after reading this book, and several retreats with Thay, and other work, I now travel less and tourist more.
    Oh and I long ago let go of my Costco card.
    Thanks again for sharing your journey.
    Vincent

     
    • goingoutwordsandinwords

      January 10, 2019 at 6:13 pm

      Thanks for posting Vincent :) Last summer and fall I was really enjoying touristing at local towns nearby here in western Montana – one need not go far to be a tourist eh?! :)

       

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