At the Mall...

A quick 55-mile drive down Interstate 40 (which is nothing in a 500-mile wide state) dodging the really big trucks...



...and we're at the mall.

The Streets at Southpoint seems to be a relatively new development in Durham, NC. So new, that it looks like no-one else knows it is there - certainly it was deserted for about the first hour and a half we were there and then officially "not very busy" for the rest of the time.

It's called The Streets because they've done a lot of ye olde brickwork inside...



...and the malls are signposted as quaint streets and lanes, often by slightly "Midwich Cuckoo"-looking cast-iron children with cast-iron dogs...



From the outside, it looks nothing like that. Just the standard temple to excess à la Bluewater, except with a Macy's...



And, of course, everything is ridiculously cheap. Especially clothes. So much so that within a couple of hours between us and our credit cards, we had amassed a Nike top, a pair of jeans, a jacket, two pairs of sneakers, a shirt, track pants (not for me!) and a belt.

Oh, and I bought a new watch too.

I was briefly tempted by this jacket...



...but thankfully only briefly. There were actually matching trousers to go with it.

It was a fairly lazy day, which we needed after travelling, and in the evening we went to see...



Premonition, which proved two things:

1. Sandra Bullock really still can't act... and
2. It's quite rational to be scared of really big trucks.