I can't stress enough how much I dislike malls. I mean, I don't even like Westfield. So anyway, I went there to go and buy my mum's pasalubongs. Only to find that the shoes she wanted to buy were not available *sigh*
If I was anyone else I'd probably relish in the opportunity to go shopping for a couple of hours, no cousins to look after, and no rush to be anywhere else, but no. I was out of there in a jiffy.
BUT the cinnamon pretzels were amazing.
Watching them being made was nearly as good as watching the Krispy Kreme Doughnut Theatre.