I used to think that there was not life outside of a Starbucks. When I was in grad school, I lived at the Starbucks on campus. Not so much for the bevvys, but for the big blue comfy chairs they had in there. On days I had 5pm seminars, I would plunk myself into one of those chairs at 9am and read a whole book and prep for the evening's class.
I never went to other coffeehouses - and have always been a Starbucks junkie - even though I wish I wasn't. Well, in looking for local digs to study for comps, I ended up at a Caribou down the road from me. They are open later than the Starbucks, and Graham drops me there when he goes to his evening class on Mon and Wed. Well, I have found my new coffee shop home. I actually prefer it to the other Starbucks' in the area. They have many comfy chairs to choose form - and.....if I am lucky enough I get the sofa by the fireplace with the footrest shaped like a bear!
I am starting to feel quite at home there. However, it is probably a good thing I can't ride my bike there - else I would spend too much money on lattes!!
