They do not like to shop, but we went to goodwill and Walmart. We walked by a ton of cute little shops after they were closed. They don't like to spend money. I do, I definitely do. No souvenirs for my family, but maybe that is just as well.
No coffee (major tragedy). Food in general was disappointing, because they do not like any spiced or ethnic foods (and every culture you could imagine was represented in the vast array of eateries!) They don’t drink, either. (another major tragedy.)
Quite often, they went into their closed bedroom to watch the news on television, leaving me to sit alone with my own books and knitting – I felt bad because I figured it meant they'd had enough of me. But there was no TV in my space, so I read three coffee-table books on beach stuff, one book on sea turtles, and an entire novel (and a half), and knitted most of a washcloth while I was there. Friend repeatedly reminded me that I have gained weight since law school. Of course, she had a point there.
And not the best ending, either, although I guess not anybody's fault. I didn't get to the airport until my flight should have already boarded – lucky for me, the pilot had been grounded in Detroit and the flight sat there on the tarmac until several hours later. Then I had to dig my car out of a snowbank and shovel the lump at the end of my driveway before I could get into my house. (sigh.) But, against all reason, they told me a thousand times they were so happy I came and hoped I would come again and even offered to let me use their place when they aren't there. They were so sweet in many ways, but really, I think not.