Today we went to Harrod's, completely unprepared for what was in store for us. The walk up to the store at around 6 PM was a nice, and the Harrod's building, which was lined with strands of white lights, stood out dramatically amongst the other shops along the street. Upon entering the store, we immediately knew we had sauntered into an establishment that, were it not for the other fellow tourists lowering the social class of the place, we would not be at all comfortable entering. Harrod's houses goods of the highest fashion labels in every department. I never even saw the men's floor, which included a cigar bar and high-fashion items I could never get away with wearing. The picture above is of the "food court," which featured some of the most wonderful prepared foods I've ever seen in one place. One of the most expensive items I saw was a cut of beef referred to as "Scottish Filet," which sold for 39 pounds per kilo. With our abysmal exchange rate, that works out to about $40 per pound. Sheesh.
While there we enjoyed two dishes at one of the bar-like food counters. Pauline had a lox and cream cheese bagel, and I had a Salmon dish that I cannot describe, except to say it was quite good. Pauline, caught up in the moment, ordered a glass of champagne., although I know it more as a 10 pound ($20) glass of champagne. Sheesh.
We followed up dinner with a trip to the toy floor, where the girls had a ball rooting amongst the stuffed animals and games. This was followed up by a trip back to the food court where we had intended to find a piece of chocolate for the girls, but found most things closed. Most things, that is, except a swanky little cafe hidden in a corner. I walked in, and was immediately met by the glares of fifty twenty and thirty year-old Arabic men and women, each of whom appeared to make as much in a day as I do in a year. Being alerted to my being completely out of my element, I silently backed out of the room, humbled that I had just witnessed people who actually shop at Harrod's, and don't just go there to see things they can't afford in the displays.
