But this surprised me.
The eager bunch of travellers was toddling along to visit a truly American tableaux of Western culture - Costco. Huh.
It makes perfect sense, really. Where else could one witness the marvels of overconsumption and the mixed blessings of abundance than among the aisles of Costco, sampling the saturated fats and deep-fried delights of the dark nature of capitalism.
Okay, right, Wal Mart. But that isn't just across the street from here. Whatever.