Rome has a big store called Mas, which is near my apartment. The name is correct, they have a lot of things. However, it reminds me of a less selective Big Lots/Value Plus. It smelled like a musty cellar and had a long hallway with old-looking plastic kitsch for sale behind faded clear windows. There were three floors, with various types of clothes. Despite my dismay at the selections, I still learned something new. In Italy the first floor means the floor above ground level. Good to know, so I won’t waste any more time trying to figure out why I can’t find the shoes on the first floor when I am obviously at ground level. I was able to purchase a bath towel, automatic lighter and reusable bag. The bag will definitely come in handy since the local supermarket charges for their plastic bags. Where the heck is a Target or Walmart when you need one?
I will probably not return, but I’m appreciative of the experience. That sounded a little bougie, didn’t it?
Ciao a tutti!